After I got Franklin settled in today, I had to run back to town. While I was driving I past my former foster dog, Kira, out for a run with her new daddy. She was on a Springer, soaking wet from a swim and looking very happy. I stopped to say hi and get some Kira Kisses. She was happy to see me, but even happier to leave again to finish her run. Her daddy was full of stories about how wonderful she is, how smart, cute, fun ect. Apparently she is the most wonderful dog ever! She looked great and was clearly well loved---that made every tear I cried when she left worth it!
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