....the tiniest one, the one a girl named Tinkerbell, died...try as her foster mom did in a very short time, this wee one, who had spent two weeks in a cold, damp shelter before being transported, left our world to join God. We are all sad but we know we did the best we could....Godspeed, Tinkerbell.
Tink's siblings and momma Lana are doing well in WI. Some wanted pictures - here they are:
|Lana, above and puppies!|
|Claire on her multi-night stay during transport|
I told Claire's mom I had a hard time giving her up! She charmed everyone at the rest stops along I-57 in IL and played with Margie here at Silverwalk.
|Margie and Claire|
But be careful out there: I once read how a woman was stopped by police in a Southern state like GA, I don't know why; when asked what she was doing, she said "transporting." OMG - SWAT, helicopters and more police cars till she was able to demonstrate and convince the officers she was legitimately transporting dogs, not drugs. LOL - I believe it was true!