I didn’t even give her picture a second glance. Typically, before I head to the shelter, I look at their website to see who is currently available. Being that I go on my lunch, it kind of helps me plan my visit. I usually pick out a few that I want to visit with (and yeah, it’s usually some type of Pit bull or “bully” breed). Sometimes it’s a puppy or one who needs a little TLC due to stress in the environment. This day was no different. I saw a few Pit Bull mixes that I wanted to visit with. I saw a familiar face attached to an unfamiliar name and my eyes wandered right over her. In fact when I saw her, I didn’t even know she was a “her.”
I visited with some puppies, threw a ball in the yard with my Lily-Rumor bug for a while, took another sweet faced gal out for a pottie break and then I saw her. In fact, I had walked by her kennel at least six times already before casting a glance her way. Her silver muzzle was striking below her kind brown eyes. I read her kennel card: Eight years young and unable to move with her family, so she was surrendered. I immediately burst into tears and took her out for a walk.
Who does that? I know that plenty of people do, but who does that? Ten years ago we moved to this general area and although we had a list of requirements for the house, our nearly top priority was the ablilty to fence the yard for our Chow-Chow. We discarded many viable options based on that single criteria. I know not everyone has that option and sometimes circumstances are beyond our control but who does that?
Jazz is calm, happy, loving and gentle. She is smart and agreeable and has many
good great years left.
With November being adopt a senior month, I am going to ask that you share her or any other senior that you know of who is presently in a shelter waiting for their final forever home.