Reese, one of my all-time favorite foster dogs, was on the Pitter Patter blog on Monday.
This sweet dog was rescued just in time from a high-kill shelter. She had been there long past her allotted time, and when I saw her, I almost cried. She was covered in feces, huddled in the back of a tiny cage, and had given up hope of being rescued. She was only five months old and already her life was ending. I took her home, and immediately fell in love.