My dog Sophie is getting up in years and I was thinking of getting another dog. So I went to visit shelters -- and even brought Sophie - but I couldn't make up my mind. One Tuesday, I was at the shelter looking in Cage 722 at a dachsund which wasn't available till following Tuesday. On Friday, something said to me - "go to animal shelter now." There was an awful photo of Zoe just out of the bath - but something spoke to me and I asked to meet her. Imagine my surprise when they took me to Cage 722! Obviously, she had picked me that Tuesday afternoon and "sent" for me that day. They brought her back from the TV station just then, I took one look at her and I said "she has a forever home."
She is the joy of my life and I can't wait to go home and see her. She runs around like a racecar, throws her toys in the air and plays fetch all by herself. She is so smart - she cuddles with me and licks my face when it is time to get up (4:30 a.m.) The most important thing, however, is that she has my Sophie playing for the first time in her life. Sophie was 6 years old when I got her, having been tied up and isolated for most of her life. She knew nothing except how to accept love. Now she barks when she wants to play and together they play "hide and seek". Zoe has brought love and joy to two of us. Please save a life and go to the pound. You'll actually be saviing two.
Sherman Oaks, CA
