That's the name (well, shelter name) of a dog I wanted to adopt when I was looking (and ultimately got Sophie). I fell in love with her picture. And I decided to get her, but she was about a three hour drive away... my parents (and I don't have my own car) said no way. They took me to the local animal shelter. I was upset, but decided not to harden my heart against any dog there, and found Sophie. And I'm glad I did...
But I check periodically, and Whiskey is still there. Whiskey is at a no kill shelter, which is good. (And Sophie wasn't). But a shelter is a shelter and she's still there...
And the worst part? A little part of me wants her to stay there so if I get to a place where I can get another dog I can go get her... but it's just a little part of me, most of me just wants her to find a home.
Sigh. |