We've been fostering a dachshund for 8 days after finding him walking down the middle of the main road near our home. Poor little guy was thin, dehydrated, and terrified.
I called Oasis Animal Shelter who named him Benny for the sake of his record. We took him to the vet, got him some medicine, and then we took care of him. He would be going to his first adoption event next week and one person was already interested.
But last night I got a call that the local pound had his family frantically looking for him. We just weren't sure if he was actually their dog.
He leapt into their arms, getting and giving kisses. Everyone had nothing but smiles, hugs, and love for Andy who was at last coming home after looking for him every night for hours upon hours.
Last night was the first good night sleep they had since he was lost.
Just a little brightness in the world. It feels good.