The dumped dog

On Monday as I was driving to class, I saw a little dog almost run over.   I took her back home and put up signs.  She’s a toy poodle.  She was covered in fleas, filthy, had stickers and the matting under her eyes was a quarter of an inch thick.  She is the sweetest thing.  No collar of course.  I think someone dumped her.  I just don’t get it.  How could you just dump an animal someplace.  Think how scared they are, how hurt, how confused.  Breaks my heart.  This is the fourth animal that we have taken in over the years that was dumped.  I don’t understand!  My house is shrinking with all these animal rescues.  Although, the three cats have long since passed, we still have two more shelter rescue cats, a dumped dog and now another dumped dog.   Soon, I will sleeping in the doghouse.