“If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience.”
— Woodrow Wilson
I love this quote; it strikes me as such an American thing to say, for some reason. But it also makes me feel like a terrible person when Pyrrha looks me in the eye and then decides to run off to chase something else!
That said, we are getting our first foster tonight! All I know is that his name is Brandon, and he is a six-year-old bicolor male who is being neutered in town. We may only have him briefly, as there is another Virginia foster home who wants older males. I’m excited and nervous! Pictures and more information to come!