It's an interesting place, the humane society. The dogs of course want attention, but even more than that, they just wanted to get out of their pens and move! I walked a boxer mix named Gabby, a lab mix named Lucky, and a chocolate lab name Hershey (Really? Hershey? Can we come up with anything better?) I don't think I formed any sort of bond with any of the three I walked. To be honest, they could really give me the time of day on our short walk up and down the road. Gabby was the sweetest, who liked to roll in the green grass she hardly ever saw. She was so polite and mild mannered.
But, on my walks with the dogs, I found the some of the similar peace I had walking Ava or Pico back in MA. It's amazing how animals, particularly dogs, can make you feel.
It's decided. Once I get my house, I'm getting a dog.
But, I feel a little better knowing that my true dog companion isn't at this humane society (that I could see yet). There is a cute little hound cross named Tony the Tiger (gah, WHAT is with these names!?) Hopefully we'll become friends soon.

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