If you are like me, you are a lover of animals.
I have a dog despite the fact that I said I wasn’t going to get another one when my previous dog passed away.
I was able to make it three months, and then I just had to get another furry friend. I got my Frannie the same place I got my Scout – the animal shelter. It’s not the nicest place to be, and it was even more dreary during this pandemic. Now that she has a home with me, I like to think her life is much better. She gets fed regularly, she gets treats for doing the right thing, and she sleeps in my bed. The best part of life for her, though, is probably the same as it is for me. She lives in air conditioning. Frannie was found as a stray and was a hot mess, to put it mildly. I’m sure she lived outside her whole life, and let me tell you, the southeastern US is no place to live outside without a/c. It’s not fit for man nor beast, as they say. I’m so glad my pretty furry friend knows she can count on me to keep her safe, fed, and protected from the elements. Sometimes, I come home and find her curled up next to the a/c air vents with the most peaceful little look on her face. I can’t imagine why I would do it, but if for some reason I had to start letting her live in a doghouse, I believe I would give the heating and cooling company a call and get a window a/c unit for the doghouse!