Indianna, I remember the day Cassie left the Pound. It’s as if she knew she was on her way to a wonderful life. She hopped into the front seat of the car, sat there and waited patiently until it was time to go. We waved as the car left the Pound but Cassie didn’t look back, why would she.
You have given her the best years of her life and she will always be close by.