Katie was a sweet shelter pup. She was 8 years old and she loved to sleep in your bed. I met her on a day we just went to visit the pound. She was walking on the leg of the desk. First we didn't look at her we looked at other dogs. Then finally our eyes met. She looked at me I looked at her and I paid he fee. I didn't even need a leash she jumped right into my car like I'm going home. She knew right away I was her owner. I spent a good four months with Katie until she was diagnosed with cancer and she didn't have long. She was the best dog anyone could ever ask for and of course my best friend. I still remember her everyday and I still have her name tag as a keep sake.
