My Greatest Risk (and Biggest Reward): Why Rescuing My Dog Was the Best Decision I Ever Made
Minutes after the adoption coordinator presented us to Freya, all I could believe was, “This was an error.” The little red dachshund launched into a nonstop barking/whining mix; the eagerness and pitch of her objections made it sound like I was abusing her, not conserving her. My partner, Jerry, and I volunteer for a dachshund…