His eyes met mine as he walked down the corridor peering apprehensively into our kennels. I felt his need instantly and knew I had to help him. I wagged my tail, not too exuberantly so he wouldn’t be afraid.
As he stopped at my kennel, I blocked his view from a little accident I had in the back of my cage. I didn’t want him to know that I hadn’t been walked today. Sometimes the shelter keepers get too busy and I didn’t want him to think poorly of them.




