Not for myself, but for our little monster's place of origin. http://www.washingtontimes.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20080127/FAMILY/334209215/1016&template=nextpage
We adopted Annabelle from the Washington Humane Society right before Christmas...while I'm all for a beautiful purebred dog and sure, it would be nice to have an animal who you're still not trying to figure out the full extent of thier personality two months later, I wouldn't trade Annie for the world. She's always been pretty happy, but its so nice to see her adjusting fully to life with me. Riding along in the backseat this weekend, she nearly passed out from excitement when we pulled up to the airport to pick up the Tall Guy from his week away. Considering everything she's been through (two owners previous to us in one year, two stays at the shelter, what appears to be a scar from another animal on her back and some serious seperation anxiety issues), it was so nice to see her nearly wag her tail off upon spotting the Tall Guy before the car had even stopped moving.
Okay, I'm done with my plug for adopting homeless animals for the day:)