I have a wonderful dog named Annie. She's a black lab, and 11 years young. She's perpetually anxious, a little blind and so, so, so, sweet.
She can't swim and never has. She can't really run, will stop you when she doesn't want to walk anymore and loves to sunbathe.
She's a queen and I don't deserve her. No one does. I've thankful every single day we've had her in our family — including the time she ate my favorite skirt and specifically excluding the time she threw up on my shirt.
I'm thankful for her, and for the pets that were rescued from shelters during Hurricane Florence, highlighted in this story by Jamey Cross today.