another week has passed. no more of this kind of cuddle. never ever again.
amidst all the sorrow, admittedly i have been glancing at shelter dogs, hoping there are good families for each and everyone of them. right now there's a little scruffy fella, eight months old, mixed terrier breed who looks and sounds absolutely lovely, fun and mischiveous.
the reason for him being brought to the shelter is that the family's cat couldn't stand him. pretty certain cat wasn't interested in tyke playing. i'm sure the right cat/s would be so much fun with him. if it was a year from now, i probably wouldn't hesitate a bit to go see the little fella.
now is not the time.