Her name is Chiquita, and she’s been a part of my family for nearly a year. We adopted her from the Humane Society “on wheels” parked at the Wal-Mart a couple of miles up the road. The minute I walked into that trailer, I belonged to her. I asked my husband if we could adopt her. My naughty husband, Angel, who is NOT a shopper, said we’d discuss it while doing our shopping. What normally would be a 45-minute trip turned into a 2 1/2 hour walk-around-Wal-Mart. Of course, I knew his intention was to have someone else adopt the dog while we were inside the store. By some divine intervention, Chiquita was still there when we came out….and she’s brought so much joy to us all.

Dorothy from TX