It Helps To Be Small

The dog above came in a while ago as a stray. Needless to say, he was old. He had no teeth to speak of and his fur was matted. No one ever came looking for him. Perhaps they thought he was so old he just wandered off to die. Or I hope it wasn't a confused old person who didn't know how or where to look for him. He's getting a good home despite his age and condition. Little dogs get breaks that big dogs may not because they are so highly adoptable. In the game of odds that determines who lives and who doesn't, it helps to be small.