Meant to Do

I found a dog while I was out walking Landon today. He was a scruffy little white guy with curly fur that was dirty and had ice chunks all over him. He had a chain collar but no identifying tags nor did he have any tattoos or marks. I took him home with me so that he could warm up and so that I could call animal control. Turns out, they’d gotten a call about about this little guy and had been trying to catch him for a few hours but no one was able to catch him. Except for me and Landon. Guess we’ve got a magic touch or something as this isn’t the first dog that we’ve come across. Although he was only with us for an hour or so, I miss the little guy. He was so cuddly and sweet! I sure hope that he has found his family and is well taken care of.

I think I have figured out what I want to do with my life. Or rather, what I am meant to do. Animal care and rescue. If I can make a difference for a few animals, that makes me happy. I wish I could save them all and keep them all with me. I know I can’t but even if I keep that hope in my heart, I know that I can make a difference.