My domesticateds mean the world to me.
They can be obnoxious and have destroyed their fair share of my concepts, but they’ve too gotten me through some really tough times. For swine admirers, the companionship and unconditional passion that comes with having a furry acquaintance is unmatched.
I’ve heard beings ask why homeless people keep domesticateds when they themselves are apparently in need of help, and all I can say is that there have been meters when I’ve exclaimed into my dog’s coat and he’s shaped “i m feeling” ten hours better. I couldn’t imagine living without him.
Wilma Price must have thought something similar when she came across a homeless man named Patrick with a mansion that said his puppy was in the pound.
Patrick had just invested a daytime in prisons for trespassing, and his pup Franklin was taken to the pound. He didn’t have the $120 to get Franklin out, so Price stepped in to help.
Patrick and Franklin were so happy to be reunited!
But Price didn’t be brought to an end. She was so moved by Patrick and Franklin’s story that she and her animal shelter are now heightening money for the inseparable duo.( If you donate, make sure your donation is addressed to them !)
I can’t think of a happier aiming for all involved. No, YOU’VE got something in your eyes.