Cowboy, our 11 year-old mutt, was part of my husband's life before I was. When my husband and I started dating, I first had to win over the dog, and over the years he's morphed from the rambunctious, chewing, lick-aholic only child to the borderline sedate wallflower in the corner. His status as alpha-dog has been stolen away by two children that ride him and poke at every orifice. He's never bit them, his loyalty transcends mine. He is our family.
In March, the Kentucky Humane Society opened the doors of their newest location at 1000 Lyndon Lane, and it has been one of the best things to happen to our furry friends on the east end of Louisville.
