|Swag (we didn't name him!!)|
Our latest foster pup was named Ole Dan, after a dog character in the book Where the Red Fern Grows. His name was a little misleading, though; he was actually a 7-month old Manchester Terrier mix, and the sweetest guy we have ever met.
On Friday, he left us for what animal rescue originations brilliantly and painfully call his "furever home," and I've been aching ever since! It sounds terribly cliche, but I feel like a little piece of my heart left with Dan. So to mark his important place in our life and home, and save them in perpetuity, here are some of my favorite snaps of him:
Miss you, D.