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  • Five months ago one of the dogs at my shelter hurt her leg. At this point I had been working there for only a couple of months and still hadn't gotten to know this particular dog. A brown Pitbull named Pippa was soon to change my life.

    I had noticed on her kennel door that she needed a blanket but never really asked why until the day she was limping. I went into her file and noticed that she had torn her ACL but the old kennel manager had ignored the issue. A torn ACL and all she had was a thin blanket on the hard tiled floor. From this moment on I changed the way I looked at every dog at the shelter. I had been blind to their issues, their needs. How could I have let Pippa lie for so long on the hard floor with two torn ACL's.

    Pippa came to stay with me for a while. That brown pitbull who I had looked at every day for two months had found herself in my home and I had found myself smitten with her.

    A few weeks after her stay with me she had to go back to the shelter since I was due to have my baby any minute. I was on mat leave at that point and drove her back to the shelter relishing the last few minutes we had together in my car. The last moments where she would feel safe and secure. I don't cry too often but when I left that day I couldn't stop.

    I came back to the shelter two and a half months later to find Pippa's wagging tail greeting me. Everyday after that I would make sure she was getting the proper care. A kuranda bed in her kennel, short walks, and lots of rest time in the vet shed.

    After a long 9 month stay at my shelter she was adopted last Saturday. I walked her out to her new families car where she jumped in acting like she had known her new family her whole life.

    Thank you Pippa for teaching me to ask questions, to do everything 110% and to take pride in what I do.
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