by Debbie W. Wilson | Jan 8, 2019 | Faith, Grief, Hope, Pain
My standard poodles’ big brown eyes melted my resolve. “Ok. You can go with me.” Immediately Max’s fluffy tail thumped excitedly. His sister pranced with anticipation. And I smiled. I hate to disappoint pooches and people. Especially, my poodles and my people. That’s...
