This is Henry. He’s a 2-year old neutered male terrier mix that was turned in to the Kanawha shelter by his owner — even though he’s housebroken, good with kids and other animals, and knows several voice commands. And he’s cute.

I wish I was tougher and could volunteer at the shelter — maybe just take the pictures and write little bios about each of the dogs to give more information about the dog’s personality, but I have a terrible time going there. The dogs I can’t take haunt me. I can’t seem to ever forget their faces.

 The last time I went, I was with a friend who was getting her first cat. I made the mistake of checking out the dogs. There was this one at the very end who was making a terrible racket. He was picking up his empty metal dish and throwing it. It would clatter and echo each time it fell. I walked back to see what was happening and he had this fantastic grin, like he loved all the noise and that it had succeeded in getting attention. He was a big dog, probably not even fully grown. Just your average West Virginia Brown Dog. And probably doomed, in spite of that grin.

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