Enough.

This evening I met a lady walking her dog. It was a very distinct Tibetan Spaniel, not so much that it had just an eye left, but because I had helped re-home it two years ago via a dog rescue when it was saved from the brink of death, presumably from a stray cat attack when it was still a puppy.

She'd brought it home, sent it to the doctor's for surgery upon surgery, and nursed it back to health.

This evening, the little dog I saw was a fully recovered, satisfied, and happy little fellow with an owner who would become emotional just talking to me about it.

This is enough.

I'm done.