Dino is my little buddy and goes everywhere possible with me.
It has officially been a year since adopting Dino. He has been through so much in his short 10 years of life. When I adopted him I felt very sure I could help him out and give him the love and care he needed.
What I didnt know was that he was the one to help me.
I had a previous doxie by the name of Charlie who had died a year earlier due to cancer. She was my first doxie and the reason I fell in love with the breed. I felt for sure I would never heal my broken heart.
What Dino taught me is that although your heart breaks when
you lose a fur baby, it also has room for another that will bring you much joy in their own way.