I meet my census group at a gas station each morning. Today I saw a three-legged wiry terrier wandering around. The attendant said that this dog's owner moved away and he was abandoned and stays around the station looking for scraps
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For some reason, I just love the little rag tag animals. If I think that there is something a little different about them that might make nobody want them, I always want them more. For instance, I bought the only bear at Target that didn't have a hat on because I felt like ... poor thing, he's missing his little hat ... someone should love him because otherwise he'll be an outcast. Granted, this is a stuffed animal that we are talking about, but you see what I mean ... I would love that little three legged dog to pieces.
I have that same knee-jerk reaction. I'm really praying that something good happens for him, one way or another. He gave every indication of being a really good dog.
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