Another one finds a home!

Harris, our longest foster dog ever, went to his furever home tonight. Poor Harris came to us 6 weeks ago with mange, an injured paw, and no idea of how to be a good dog. He left us tonight on the mend from he mange, paw healed, teeth clean, and a bit of obedience training under his furry belt. Harris has a ways to go yet, but he is well on his way to being a great dog and I think he will do just fine with his new family. His new mom seems very much up to the challenge of taking care of him and giving him the love and attention he desperately needs.

While Harris was a bit challenging for us at times, he is an example of why we started fostering dogs. Too many dogs don't know how good it feels to be loved and cared for and way too many dogs have known much worse. I will never understand how someone let Harris get in the condition he was in. I'm just glad the rescue agreed to take him in, because if they had not I have no doubt that he would not be alive today. It takes a special kind of person to run a rescue like the one we are volunteering with now. No dog is too needy or challenging, and there always seems to be a way. I do still stand behind my belief that you have to be crazy to run an animal rescue, and I am very glad there are those special kind of crazy people out there :)

And now, who's next? Maybe that will be tomorrow's blog :+)