I am a 2ish, 3ish year old boy who ended up in a shelter with heartworms and two sore places on my body. Could I have had any worse luck? I don’t think so. But once AGA got me things started to get better. I got medicine for my sore places and a lady angel sent me the money to pay for my heartworm medicine. Her name is Charlotte Fissette and it was to remember her angel dog who was named Bodie. I felt very special when I found out how kind she had been to a dog who was a stranger. But it wasn’t long until we were on the way to NOT being strangers because she and her husband got acquainted with me and they decided I was the dog for them. Talk about fate! I think it was meant to be and that most of the time, even though you never stop loving the dog that had to leave, you can still love another one that needs you. I think it’s a good plan! Your friend,York