A lot of people ask me why I volunteer for my humane association and at their shelter. They ask me, "isn't that depressing?" I started volunteering, when I was high school. It's always been my "pet" project, so to speak. And now that I'm an adult, my house is so full that I can't adopt any more, but I can find them good homes. Below is my best reason for volunteering:
Casper and Gracie
How could I deny them?