I finally pulled this dog (#35) at 6:15 p.m. on a Friday. He was scheduled to be killed at the end of the day and so many people worked so hard on getting him out at the very last, I mean very last minute. I have had them killed while at the counter, paperwork completed, then the big oops. So this fella just made it out of the gate, literally. He was delivered to a wonderful foster mom who was in tears when he was delivered. If only #35 knew how hard people worked for him and how close he came to crossing the rainbow bridge.
