My Spring Break was pretty cool; I helped save a dog’s life; We were at an animal shelter in Winnsburo, Louisiana. Mom, Punki( My granmother), andIi saw one of the dogs under the truck. We decided to get her out. We did and learned that she was a very frightened and scared Rottweiler and German Shepard Mix. I asked if she had a name and they said that  I could name her.  I named her Skittels because she was so skitish.  We also found out that is somebody didn’t adopt her that week, she was going to be put to sleep. Well, my Mom and I just couln”t resist. We called my Dad and explained the whole story to him and he said that he didn’t mind if we brought her home… to foster that is. Ms. Kim ( the main lady of the animal shelter) called and asked if we could come to the animal shelter one more time to help her give Skittels her shots. We came up there got her shots and looked at her teeth to find out about how old she was. We found out that she is between 2 and 5 years. The next day on our way to Texas, we stopped by the animal shelter one more time to pick Skittels up. We let her go to the bathroom and put her in her cage. It was sort of a tight squeeze because, we had a day bed that we were taking home for the playroom. We managed to fit everything though. Even though we had Bella with us. That’s the story of how Skittels came out of her shell.