After the terrier episode, I continued on and pulled the other eight dogs and off we went to a boarding facility. As they were pretty full, I had to do a swap. Drop 8 off and pick up 7 more that were going to the vet’s to be fixed and readied for transport up north. So we unloaded and reloaded as one went out, one was reloaded. When all this was done, it was off to the vet office we went. One dog did have kennel cough and when I walked in, they said they don’t take dogs that are sick. For a moment I thought I walked into a bakery. It’s a vet office, and you don’t take sick dogs. I was floored. I kept my cool while they discussed it and they decided that maybe they did. I off-loaded and departed, not too happy. I would prefer not to go back there again. I also think they need to find another line of work.

Today I pulled this little one from the shelter and to say she was not overly friendly, is somewhat true. Yes I used the towel, not because it was cold, but so I wouldn’t get bitten. She was a little snappy, but like so many others she will settle down once she has some decompression time from the shelter. Peeps don’t realize how traumatized these dogs get after only spending a short time there. This gal was on her last days, so if I didn’t get her, it was kill time. She is at a foster’s now, where things will settle down and she will get to be herself for a little while. Then sometime soon she will start her journey up north and on to her forever home.