Dog’s day has yet to come
Less than a month old, filthy and skinny, he and his siblings were rescued from a life on the streets and taken to the Ouachita Parish Animal Shelter.
Weeks later, he was on his way home with me, surely an indication that his luck was about to change.
That is until he got stuck under the car’s front seat. Well, I don’t know if it was so much stuck as he refused to come out. Absolutely refused. Finally, we were able to reach in and manually jerk him out, with him squealing like a stuck pig the entire time.
Talk about the beginning of a beautiful friendship.