"Mr. Simeon, quit drinking the puddles," I demanded as I dragged the forever-long-eared, paralyzed hound of a character of a rescued dog along in his wheelchair straight to the water bowls so he could imbibe on the real thing. "
Why do all you dogs have to keep doing what you know you're not supposed to do
?" I whined, murmured, moaned, and complained as I find myself doing on far too much of a basis. Leave it to the 16 mostly special needs and senior rescued dogs of Walk by Faith Ministry to k...
Published on May 01, 2014 13:33