Still, she tried. “Juno and Juniper: bonded siblings, total goofballs, and masters of synchronized tail wags. Looking for a home that sees twice the joy, not twice the burden.” She hit publish and closed her eyes, whispering a wish into the noise of the shelter behind her.
After hitting send, Gabby started with cleaning the kennels. Once the kennels were clean and the dogs had been let out into the yard for playtime, Gabby sat at the reception desk with her laptop. She refreshed the shelter’s socials out of habit. Usually by now, there’d be at least a DM or two—basic questions, breed queries, a maybe or a no.