My Wild Child

It was a Thursday afternoon when I somehow got an email from a woman I'd never met about rescueing dogs from a High Kill shelter, they kill every Friday if they can't get the animals placed. Something about the pic of one little pup just grabbed me and I had to have it. I called and arranged to drive the 3 hr trip to pick her up that Sat morning, along with transporting other dogs that some local rescue groups had agreed to take.

Little did this pup, that has rightfully earn her name "Rowdy" know that it wasn't I that saved her but that she saved me. And she has been love of my life these past 3 yrs.

Anamarie
Suwanee, GA