Originally Posted by 1234Irene
She just showed up one day, and chose me as a snuggle partner.
I think animals frequently pick their owners. I know when I got my little hound he wasn't at all what I was looking for. The lady at the shelter told me that the little dog in the next room was for me even though he didn't remotely resemble what I was looking for. She said that every time I spoke he'd charge the kennel door to try to get to me. I went over and looked at him and I was smitten. I named him Smitty and he was a wonderful dog for his entire little life.