Feb
8
2008
3:09pm
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When I first lost my dog of 14 yrs in may 2006, I ended up at the Animal Orphanage just walking up and down the runs, crying as I was still very sad about losing honey. I found myself not wanting another dog but still I was drawn to this run-down loud shelter that housed so many needy dogs. Almost every day I would go back, just to drop off honey's stuff she didn't get to use -- her heartworm pills, frontline, etc. I remember just being so overcome with emotion and… read more
