The Pandemic Doesn’t Exist Anymore
I’ve lost my best friend. Last Sunday night, I took my 11-year old rescue puppy Rafe outside for his last pee break of the night.
I’ve lost my best friend. Last Sunday night, I took my 11-year old rescue puppy Rafe outside for his last pee break of the night.
Poor Brody found himself, at the age of seven and testing positive for heartworm, in an overcrowded shelter. When shelter workers sent out a plea