Thank you for your comment. I do believe there was an element of fate to our encounter. In hindsight, it took quite an effort to get her to that Vet, yet at the time, none of that bothered me. Like I had reserves of energy in me that was for such an experience. I didn't question helping her, so I am glad I did some good, even if not enough in the long run. Perhaps these are the things that matter in the long run. I'm glad I got those photos of her, as she did have a big smile, and that was after her trauma at the hands of other humans. Dogs can be so trusting, which makes hurting them even more unthinkable, and unforgivable.