Daily Dose of Cute

image of Zelda the Black-and-Tan Mutt sitting on the couch near the window, looking at me

If you just want the cute, stop here. If you'd like some animal rescue stuff, read on...

When we were at the shelter last weekend, I visited the kennel in which I'd first seen Zelda, then a stray with no name. I remembered kneeling down in front of the kennel, in which this skinny black pup with silly ears was sitting politely and quietly, looking at me hopefully. I remembered extending my closed hand, which she sniffed cautiously, before leaning, hard, against the fenced door, so I could pet her. I remembered the purple lead they brought when I asked if we could walk her, which she was still wearing when we brought her home that day, and which I still have.

I'm not sentimental about many things, but I have that leash and I have Dudley's racing muzzle that still bears his racing name: Mulberry Judd.

It was only when I stopped to take a picture of Zelly's former kennel that I saw there was another little black dog in there, patiently waiting for her home.

image of a gated dog cage with a little black dog lying in the back right corner

I hate that cage, and I am forever grateful that it exists. May its every occupant find a home where they are as loved as Zelly.

[Related Reading: Zelda; Rescue in the Truest Sense of the Word; Mutual Rescue; Zelda's Anniversary; Worth Saving; ♥ Big Black Dogs.]

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