Biloxi is the name I gave this dog, who ran up and poked me with a paw at a outlet mall in Gulfport. I led him out to my rental car and he rested his head on my shoulder the whole way home to Tallahassee. We stopped at Target for some food, but he didn't want to eat. And when we reached my house, he didn't want to get out of the car.
These photos were taken a few days later, when I visited him at the vet's office.
More than a year later, when I was getting ready to move, the vet said, "I heard from Biloxi's family" and it took a minute for me to register what he was talking about. Biloxi had found a home, and they wanted all the information they could find on him.
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