Putting my money where my mouth is...

This, is Tally.

Tally being here is me putting my money where my mouth is..I have been doing some fund raising for Akita rescue for the last 4 months...So far we have raised over $10000 for 2 separate Akita Rescues. I am very proud of this accomplishment...But when the rescue people asked if I could help with Tally, 12 years old his owner dead and stuck in an animal shelter, well first I thought no, that would be too hard

I then told my self to put up or shut, I can't be going around asking people to help with rescue, not just with money, but fostering, if I am not going to do it myself right.

So, Tally came yesterday. He's quite a boy for 12 years old. Very spry, smart and oh so demanding. The rescue folks say that I did not get lucky with Tally, that usually the oldies just kind of hang around and sleep. Well, that does not describe this dog at all...This poor dog is so stressed he can't stand to have me out of his sight. But unlucky? Nah, he's a good boy, and just wants to be loved and feel secure. Who can fault him for that?