A Note from Kit Cutting

I just read your article about volunteering at the shelter and was very touched.  You might remember that I am a foster parent for dogs.  We have had many dogs come and go from our home.  When I first started it was hard to see them go, but I knew each dog was not for me.  One day a big black Newfoundland Lab cross came in.  For me it was love at first sight.  Buddy pined for his owner for 3 months (the usual time is a week).  My husband and I tried to find Buddy a home.  "He is too big, he's too old,  he smells,"  (Newfys have an odor) the adopters said.  No one wanted him.  Every day I would lay down and cuddle this unwanted dog.  Every day he would get up and move away.  Then one day he came over to me and put his big shovel head in my lap.  I slowly rubbed his head all over as he pressed it into my lap.  That was it!  I loved him first but he picked me, and stayed

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