I was thrilled when the first dog was adopted. She was a brindle boxer mix--a beautiful dog. A young man adopted her. It was like the brindle knew what had just happened. She pranced to his waiting pickup and eagerly jumped into the backseat. The volunteers applauded as they drove off. I had to turn away to avoid having them see a 63-year-old man tear up.
Recent update: A fifth dog, a small wire-haired terrier, was adopted soon after returning to the shelter. Unfortunately, Marmaduke, a large, playful shepherd mix, is still looking. If you hurry, he may still be there.