
Adopted Heir
I adopted a dog a few days before Christmas last year. After losing my sweet fur baby, Zoey, in June, my remaining pup, Zeek. needed companionship. With Zoey gone, he was beginning to have anxiety attacks, tearing up my carpet, chewing my door frames, constantly bloodying his feet. Zoey was all he’d ever known, and he was distraught without her. I knew how he felt, so my heart went out to him.