Madame Flutter By...we can all keep secrets around here. My RB Bonnie was the same way. Terrified about adoption days, and week after week there was a public pity party for her. The final straw was the day a woman came in, saw my lovely girl with the crippled hind limb, burst into tears, wrote out a check to the shelter and left. Bonnie was my beautiful girl for nine years after, until....I won't get into it.