Shelter Dogs

A few weeks ago I started volunteering at Indianapolis Animal Care and Control.  A couple hours a week I take out dogs that otherwise spend entire days in their kennels.   It's pretty rewarding, more so than at other shelters were dogs are sometimes being walked regularly.  At IACC these animals really need your attention.

Anyway, proud of what happened today.
A family came in looking for a puppy.  They were disappointed to realize none are on the adoption floor at the moment, were literally walking out when I stopped them.  Told them they should really take a look at the dog I was walking at the time.  Delilah, a 9-month-old coon mix, had shown me love outside.  Is very gentle, easy going; she didn't bark the entire time I was there even though I passed her kennel and didn't take her out for a while. I recommended they take a look at her.  They did. And long story short, she was adopted.

It brings me back to when our family adopted Daisy:
My mom, younger sister, and I went to a local shelter with the stipulation no puppies, no males, no pitbulls (which I now realize is silly).  We didn't see any dogs we liked.  Someone working at the shelter told us we should really take a look at Daisy, and we fell in love.  We had passed up her cage, as a surprising number of people do when it comes to black dogs.  Nearly ten years later she's still part of our family.

Happy I could help someone else the way we were helped years ago.