His name card said:
Oliver
Estimated age: 12 years
Mixed breed
Quiet temperament
Needs patience
He looked exhausted.
Gray fur spread across his muzzle and around his eyes. One ear bent slightly sideways like it had healed wrong years ago. His coat wasn’t dirty exactly, just worn thin with age. His hips seemed stiff when he shifted positions on the folded blanket beneath him.
But it was his eyes that stopped me.