I left that house with Chanc in my arms, my mom driving us home, and a feeling of happiness and contentment that I had just made one of the best decisions of my life. Chanc slept in my arms the whole way home (although it was only 10 minutes), but she continued to sleep for almost a week straight. When she wasn't sleeping my arms, she was sleeping at my feet. She had this way of never letting go of me, and she still doesn't, and I have never let go of her either. We both just understand one another. And I believe that's the way a dog and human relationship should be, you work, support, and accept one another, and know one another from the inside out. The way I see it, Chanc was given a second chance that day, but she gave me one too.
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