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Thursday, September 1, 2011

For every dog a fur-ever home and a happy ending...

Do you remember my story of my friend Cindy and how she adopted Misha? I told you that Misha would have a forever home that would make any dog thrilled to be adopted by my friend and her husband. Yesterday Cindy sent me this photo of Misha as she surveys 'her' waterway (mouth of Lake Superior) from the fambly pontoon boat. Cindy tells me that Misha adores boating and camping and hiking and that she has fit into their fambly PURRfectly - even making friends with her two kitty siblings, Pippin and Stashu (both older shelter alumni).

Misha sees only blue skies and sunny days ahead

Why am I sharing this with you? To remind everyone that there are millions of older, large, black dogs in shelters waiting for their forever homes and that those older, large, black dogs are PURRfect in each and every way.

8 comments:

♥I am Holly♥ said...: That is a lovely story!! Absolutely wonderful!!! Lots of love, Debbie & Holly; September 1, 2011 at 1:12 PM
How Sam Sees It said...: Lucky Misha! Hopefully more dogs like her will get the same chance!

Sam; September 1, 2011 at 3:26 PM
Unknown said...: Someone dumped a crateful of puppies at our sanctuary. They were filthy and flea-ridden; now are clean and getting better. As I looked at them for the first time yesterday, I caught myself being more attracted to the spotted and lighter ones than to the black ones. AAHUGH. And I know all about black dog syndrome :(. Pervasive, yes; are black dogs joyful companions? DEFINITELY. Thanks for reminding us.; September 1, 2011 at 3:29 PM
A MilShelb Mom said...: Awesome post! Thanks for sharing!
~Maggie; September 1, 2011 at 4:28 PM
White Dog Blog said...: We so love happy endings...or rather, beginnings! We pray for the day when every dog or kitty, black or brown or white or mixed old or young big or small all have a safe haven filled with love that they call, "home!"; September 1, 2011 at 7:42 PM
STELLA and RORY from Down Under said...: Hi Scout and Freyja. Looks like Misha has found the perfect home. I didn't realise black dogs would have less chance of being chosen for a new home. I wonder why that is? We had our black great dane Brucey and absolutely loved his colour. Its a strange world at times isn't it. Take care all. No worries, and love, Stella; September 1, 2011 at 8:28 PM
Tweedles -- that's me said...: Yes,,, I do remember your story..
I remember I prayed that Misha would be happy,, and her family happy.
This makes me happy to hear everyone is happy!
Yes,, all colors,,every furry needs a chance at love...
love
tweedles; September 2, 2011 at 12:18 AM
kissa-bull said...: this made my day . thank you i love to hear happy endings once in a while. they cheer your day right up; September 2, 2011 at 12:19 AM

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For every dog a fur-ever home and a happy ending...

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