“Disasters are divine intervention in disguise.” Due to Hurricane Ian, Hazel and many of her shelter-mates made their way to us. Their shelter was abandoned and we were their only hope. From the long drive, to the new environment, Hazel was a trooper. She settled in nicely, made friends, and her true personality started to show. A nice gentleman came to visit her one day, her name, an important part of his family business brought him in. He fell in love immediately. He said Hazel will never be alone again and with a lick to the face and an excited tail wiggle, she was out the door.
