Fate or Fated

This posting is really about me and about Coco but I felt like sharing a recent experience....
i rescued a dog last week outside of babiesrus in Fairfield - he was running down the road and i pulled over and opened my door and said 'hey'; and he jumped right in and into the back seat. I had Coco so at first i was like 'oh crap, he's going to gnaw off her hand while I am driving!' but he just put his paws on the arm rest and wagged his tale and looked at me and out the window. He had a collar with blue rhinestones, but no tag. so i took him to the humane society (oxymoron!) They said they have to evaluate him to see if he is deemed adoptable. I kept calling to find out what they decided, and in between calls they put him to sleep. i am heartbroken. i feel like i was supposed to take him. he was sweet with me and let me pick him up no problem. but he was really scared of the Humean people and i guess they thought he might bite. he was a chihuahua. ( i tell myself i at least maybe prevented him from having a painful death by car, or starvation??) poor guy was just scared. Oliver would have been put down too if he had ended up in a place like that when i adopted him. now he is a big sweety!