Very sad how it got to be that way, by the way. There’s one dog in particular, a yellow puppy, who has his head stuck in a jar. The book ends with my favorite story: about Klam’s experience with a group of people in New Orleans right after Katrina, rescuing dogs left homeless by the flood. Their frantic struggle to find Morris a home brings her and Paul closer together and reminds each what is so amazingly special about the other. She and Paul know they can’t keep him because of the three little dogs they already have, but, happily, a friend who’s seen her constant flow of social media posts about the Morris, comes through. When it was clear no one was coming to get him, they embark on a sadly funny race against time to get the dog checked in to a rescue Klam has found, which it ends up, can’t take him right away anyway. She opens with one about Morris, a sweet pit bull she and her husband, Paul, find tied to a tree outside a museum, all day. There are several wonderful stories here about the endearingly-portrayed dogs Klam has found homes for throughout the years. It’s by the very funny Julie Klam, about what her experiences rescuing dogs has taught her about herself. Witty Kitty loved this short, sweet memoir she happened to find at a special sale at her favorite bookstore, Changing Hands.
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