Today I went way out in the desert and picked up this very blind, very old and very thin but very sweet dog from a shelter that was about to put him down. A rescue wanted him and I know in my heart they wanted him out of the unloving and impersonal shelter so that if his time is near, at least he may cross over with a caring person and the warmth of a hand nearby. Not the cold unforgiving place that he was pulled from. I have no idea as to why he was dropped off at the shelter by his so called family, I only hope that they never get another dog and repeat this again. As for Captain (his name) he is in a better place now and I know shortly he will be in a the best of all places soon. Now he can crossover in dignity and know for a short time he was loved.
