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I live in and walk my own dogs around the Highlands neighborhood of Louisville, an area often frequented by people who live on the streets, aka the homeless. Many have dogs and it makes perfect sense to me. After all, when the whole world has let you down and you feel like you have nothing, who will still love you? Your dog. Strike up a conversation and you'll usually hear "he's been with me for 3 years" . . . or five years . . . or 6 months. The key is this is the one constant in their life, the one being they can count on to be there.

I approach these people to share the word about the resources available through My Dog Eats First and I've met have some of the recipients of MDEF's services. Picture a man's face light up as he describes how his dog got a checkup and all his shots, maybe a leash and a collar, always a bag of food. I've heard how grateful these folks are that their dog has gotten the care it needs to stay healthy. I see in their eyes how much they love their dogs and I know how much it means to them.

MDEF has changed what I see on our walks. Instead of looking away, I step forward. I have those conversations and meet those dogs who are so loved, and their humans who are so unloved. I am grateful that I can pass along an offer of help if it is needed.

I am proud to be a supporter of My Dog Eats First.

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