Alaska's name is Simba and tonight, Simba is back with her rightful owners. To be honest, it feels bittersweet. Obviously Simba was beyond excited and pleased to be returned home to who she knows and loves, but honestly, I have to say, even though it wasn't very practical for us to keep Simba, it didn't stop us planning and figuring out a way to make it work. If we couldn't find the owner, then no question she was going to stay with us. There was just no way we would hand her over to animal control, no way. Bad endings have been known to happen in animal shelters and neither of us could've handled that, so like it or not (and I can tell you, Fintan did not like it, not one bit), Simba would have become the newest member of our family.
But it was not to be and it's probably for the best. Simba is much happier with how things turned out and of course his owners are over the moon too.
I did however snap a few pics of little Alaska, aka Simba for my "Shinks Magical Moments of Unselfish Actions" scrapbook (I use the word "book" loosely here, as of right now is really just a page)
Such a pretty girl and those icey blue eyes.
Enjoying the trip in the car.
Those eyes were amazing.
2 comments:
wowww Alaska is pretty - and a much better name on this dog than Simbi!
Only you get into this type of situations!
I agree, Alaska, so much better than Simba. But you Ms. Silja, are guilty of a situation or 2 your self!
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