I was working a tent at an event one day. A woman came along and stopped to talk with an acquaintance in front of our tent. It was summer, quite warm, and we were set up on asphalt. As their conversation continued I noticed that the senior Boxer the woman had on a leash was “dancing” a bit. I waved to get the woman’s attention and asked if she’d like to move over so she and her dog could cool her feet in the shade of our tent.
“Yeah,” I thought, “YOU’RE fine but your dog is suffering.”
THIS POST HAS BEEN MOVED TO THE PINEY MOUNTAIN FOSTER WEB SITE: