Itโs so hard, but the thing my dad did for me was that he never let me go. As much as I tired to run I always knew he was waiting. And I know I tortured him. It still makes me cry to think about what I put him through. But I came back. And he was where he always was waiting to love me.
we're so full right now but I couldn't say no to this senior boy who was living in a colony and was hit by a car. It happened 2+ weeks ago but I was just alerted to the situation yesterday. His pelvis is broken and his hind leg is now necrotic and infected and so painful.