But enough bad news. Since it appears we’re going to the dogs in any case, we might as well enjoy ourselves.
- Agility competitions for pipsqueak pooches.
- A writer whose specialty is dogs is saved by one. (H/T for this one!)
- Forty-two St. Bernards. Plus one tot. Adorable, but I’d hate to be the one who had to clean that yard. (H/T M.)
And you may remember the foster dog who came to me in need of surgery to correct a rare birth defect.
Well, he got his operation courtesy of our wonderful local vet, went into a prison-pet program for training, graduated (with honors, I’m sure :-) ). And is now in his forever home. That’s him there in the foreground.