Just when we thought Our Little House, or our hearts couldn’t get fuller, in walks Chloe.
Several weeks ago, I got involved with a rescue in Springfield, Mo. – our nearest “big” city – helping save dogs from the high kill municipal pound there. They do not allow public adoptions and the only way out for these unfortunate pets is through approved rescues.
It was then I was reminded of a story I had read several years ago that theorized Big Black Dogs, or BBD’s as they’re known in the dog world, have less of a chance of making it out of shelters alive.
When the rescue I was working with had to leave 6 dogs in the shelter and they were all BBD’s, I decided to rescue this sweet girl.
It was a beautiful weekend in the Ozark Mountains again, and we took advantage of the warm Indian Summer weather to be outside a little.
Dakota is our little black Dacshund and Beagle Mix.
She is also our little wanderer, if we don’t keep close tabs on her, she will be gone in a flash.