Two minutes ago I snapped some pictures of my best buddy. His name is Oakley and he’s an amazing little guy. One year ago I met this dog for the first time. I don’t mean literally. I had had him for two years before then, but it took me this long to get him to a point where he could be happy and “normal” (whatever that means). The pain I once saw in his eyes has dissipated… He still isn’t normal, but he’s happy 🙂 Three years ago I made one of the best decisions of my life. I adopted this little puppy. He is 25 pounds of wonderful, neurotic love. He’s sweet and playing and caring. Before then? Oakley came from a house where his owners put cigarettes out on his bare skin, broke his ribs, and used him as a bait dogs for their dog fighting. When I first heard about him the shelter told me he was a lost cause. He would growl when they came near, and they’d have to leave the room before he would jump out of his kennel, run outside, do his business, and run back in. For all intents and purposes, according to them, he was destined to live at the shelter forever. The day I came to visit Oakley I was anticipating a fairly lackluster meeting. He surprised me, and everyone else, and came right up to me, sat down under me, and didn’t leave my side. He hasn’t left my side since. There was nothing special about me, of course, I think he just knew that I needed him as much as he needed me. To all of you out there… if you ever witness an animal being hurt, not being fed, left outside in the cold or the heat for too long, do something about it. Rule-breaking can be forgiven in a moment like this. Take the dog. Save the dog. Call someone. We humans are the reason there are so many dogs out there without a home, so lets do our part to fix this. It’s totally worth it! Oh and taking pictures of a fast moving object is hard to do!