In our rescue group, we are being asked to help more than we have foster homes for. I received several emails pleading for me to help this older Peke. He was in a kill shelter and had very limited time. He was left in his home after his owners moved away-- I don't understand how people can do that. I will never understand it.
We named him Charlie. One of our volunteers went to get him. I knew we couldn't take an older Peke-- their chances of adoption are slim-- we are such a small group with only 5-6 foster homes. But, I could NOT get this little guy out of my mind. So, I called my friend. And she got him.