This month, the prompts are being provided by Charlotte/Mother Owl.
ADOPT A PET by Granny Annie
I ask the rescue agency what they were going to do? They responded that it depended on what opportunity presented itself. It was a fact that people were not eager for the truth. It could mean euthanasia.
The box of pups had been abandoned in the snow outside the restaurant. My mom was the one who noticed them whimpering after others thought it was a box of old clothes. What kind of chemistry would make up a person who could leave these sweet doggies to freeze to death? Thankfully my mother's philosophy was simple. If the animal shelter couldn't help, it was her instruction that we would have 3 new dogs. Yay!
I named them Huey, Dewey and Louie.