The shelter was 45 minutes away and, for McKissick, who suffers from anxiety and panic attacks, the long, unfamiliar drive was so taxing that she almost turned around.
“I had absolutely no idea what I was going there to do. I figured I would maybe donate or volunteer,” McKissick said. “I even texted my sister and told her I was going to a shelter and to not let me adopt an animal!”
When McKissick arrived, she started wandering through the rows of homeless dogs and cats, still unsure of her purpose.