Finding a Friend

It was a hot and humid June day in Georgia; the kind of typical summer weather that leads to violent thunderstorms in the late afternoon. With the drought we had been experiencing, however, our last good rainfall was two months prior. I was pushing the speed limit, and then some, as I barreled down the road. Even with the windows of my car fully down, the hot air smacked my face like the heat of …

…across her chest, and an odd shaped diamond between her first two shoulder blades. Her muscle tone also spoke of a Rottweiler heritage. I ended up taking her home that day. I really had no intention on taking her until I returned form my trip to Florida and New Jersey to visit my family. It just goes to show; you never know whom you may be taking home, even if you have only just met.