Tomorrow, Florida can end a broken, expensive, corrupt system that has wrecked our beloved state, turned it into a playground for rapacious developers and data centers, has broken faith with our seniors and veterans, and crushed families with insane insurance costs.
There's a better way.
Vote @davidjollyfl for Governor.
This man was forced to surrender his dog to the Humane Society due to a long hospital stay.
A nurse found out about this and immediately went to the shelter and adopted the dog. She brings him to visit daily and will return him as soon as the man is released.
**“SHE DIDN’T BARK. SHE JUST WATCHED HER BEST FRIEND GET CHOSEN.”**💔🐾🐾💔
In the quiet of the shelter hallway, the tan dog stood perfectly still at the gate. She had shared a wall with the black-and-white dog for months. They used to sleep nose-to-nose through the bars, trading the kind of soft, wordless comfort only two animals who understand waiting can give each other.
Today the family came for him.
The little girl in the purple hoodie had already decided. She reached for the black-and-white dog’s leash with both hands while her parents smiled. The tan dog didn’t jump or whine. She simply lifted her head and watched, ears forward, as if memorizing every detail—how the girl laughed, how the man gently rested a hand on her shoulder, how the black-and-white dog’s tail wagged like he’d been waiting his whole life for this exact moment.
When they turned to leave, the tan dog took one small step closer to the bars. Not to stop them. Just to stay in his line of sight a second longer. He glanced back once, the way old friends do, and then the hallway swallowed them.
She stayed standing until the door closed. Then, slowly, she turned, walked to the gray blanket that smelled like every day she’d spent there, and lay down. Her head rested on her paws, eyes still pointed toward the empty corridor.
Outside, the family loaded the black-and-white dog into their car. Inside, the tan dog closed her eyes.
Three days later the same little girl came back.
She didn’t go to the other kennels. She walked straight to the tan dog’s gate, sat down on the concrete, and pressed her forehead to the bars. The tan dog lifted her head, then stood, tail giving the smallest, hopeful thump.
The girl whispered, “We came back for you. He wouldn’t stop looking at the door. I think he was waiting for you to come home too.”
That night two bowls sat side by side on a living-room floor, and two dogs—one black-and-white, one tan—curled up together for the first time without metal bars between them. The tan dog sighed the long, deep sigh of an animal who had finally stopped waiting.
Franklin Graham wants Christians to vote for endless wars, high gas prices, and non-stop corruption, all in the name of Jesus.
That's how morally bankrupt his religion is.
💔 Chica and her 4 puppies are on the euthanasia list. They deserve love, safety, and a chance to live! 🐾🙏 Please donate for their food and care. If you can’t donate, please share! ❤️ Link in bio.