A nap in the sun on a pretty day.
Trooper and Flirt |
A friend to play with.
A hug when you aren't feeling so great.
Romeo, finishing his third dose of wormer with some canned food. |
Good food and medicine.
Irene, cozy in her igloo. |
A place to be safe and secure.
Thanks to all of you who have sent food, money, other supplies, and words of encouragement. Thanks to all who have listened to my rants and shared my outrage. As cynical and disillusioned as I often am about mankind, there are good people out there, pushing, prodding, and pulling the rest of the herd in the general direction of progress.
Ryland, one of the non-shepherd fosters I pulled from the Fluvanna shelter to make room. Sweet and adorable, as only a hound can be. |
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"It was the best of times, it was the worst of times ... it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness; it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair; we had everything before us, we had nothing before us ..."
-- Charles Dickens
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