Our Old Lady named Baby

About four days after Toby died we decided to make a trip to the Humane Society for two reasons.  First to show them a picture of Toby and make sure it was truly him and second to thank the ladies that spent his last few earthly hours with him.  It was a hard trip for all of us.  When we got there we met Bonnie, showed her the picture and thanked her for being there for our Toby dog.  She is a no nonsense woman (I liked her) and quickly without hesitations asked if she could introduce us to Baby.  Not sure if we were ready yet we decided that looking would be OK.  Baby was the oldest dog there at 12 years old and she was also the quietest.  Bonnie told us that with the storm that weekend and having so many new dogs they were going to need to make room and Baby would unfortunately because of her age and how long she had been there be one of the first to be euthanized.   I was so skeptical of bringing a new dog home especially an old one, however I could see how saving a dog and filling a void in our home could ease some of our hurt, and it did.  Baby has been a great dog and despite her often stops on walks and awful old lady gas her age barely shows (especially when she gets into the garbage and unrolls the toilet paper).  In honor of Toby we saved a great dog!