I found a sweet, smart, beautiful, 8 month old golden German Shepard mix. When I looked at her in her cage she pointed with her nose to the 2 latches that needed to be unlocked for her to get out. Like, "right here lady, just unlatch it right here." So I asked to see her on a leash and walked her around. She put her body against Lorens so he could pet her and she licked my hand. So gentle and loving with big brown eyes. She wrapped her two front paws around my arm when I was petting her, licking me, like please don't put me back lady. There was no way she was ever going back into that cage.
Not until we were signing the papers to adopt her did I see her birthday, February 20, 2012. She was born the day after Princess died on February 19, 2012, needing someone to love her. It just took us both 8 months to find each other.
They were calling her Lacey at the shelter. My kids re-named her "SCOUT" because she explores everything. An adventurer! I tell her, "You're a good girl, Scout." My mom was a Girl Scout Leader for 20 years and my sister and I were immersed in everything scouting. I think my mom the adventurer Girl Scout leader would be happy I'll be saying "good girl Scout" for the next 10-15 years.
These are a few pics from the day we adopted her, October 27, 2012. You could see 5 of her ribs this day.
November, 2012. No more ribs showing, yay!
See what can happen when you learn to "be not afraid?"
while you're helping others,
happiness might sneak back into your own heart.
It worked for me.