Location: Animal Shelter, Las Vegas, NV
Type: Golden Retriever
After my Rottweiler died I wanted to get another dog as soon as possible. After 4 weeks I decided it was time. A lady I knew from the dog park told me that when I went to the animal shelter the dog would pick me, not the other way around.
I got to the shelter and started going through the kennels and about the third row of cages I spotted a skinny Golden Retriever. I knelt down and coaxed him over and then put my hand in the cage and he came up to me and put his head in my hand. I started to scratch the side of his head and his tail started to wag. At that point it was like a little voice in my head said, “That’s the one you want.”
That was over 9 years ago and he’s now almost 11 years old and enjoying his golden years. You can’t put a price on saving a life but he repays me every day.