I was so thankful to home to this guy - Alex.
Alex is 12.
His previous family got him from a shelter, had him for 8 years and then decided he wasn't worth taking with them when they moved and they dropped him off at my local shelter.
There was something about his picture I saw online that made me know he needed to come live here.
After meeting him for five minutes and spending a couple nights thinking about something I had already decided, I adopted him.
He is perfect.
Calm. Gentle. Loving. Cuddly.
He chose me as his person.
I am amazed everyday by how resilient dogs are. He was left at a shelter at the age of 12. He easily could've died before getting adopted. Thankfully he was blessed by an amazing kennel ower who took him into her own home while he awaited adoption.
He doesn't care about his past. He lives in the moment. He get's so excited when I walk in the door everyday. Just so he can curl up beside me and hang his head in my lap while snoring.
Somebody loved this guy once. I'm going to make sure he knows love and kindness for the life he has left.
When I have a bad day he helps me put it into perspective.
I'm not my job.
I can do more.
Helping Alex is more.
It's been three weeks and I'm still amazed by him everyday.
