and everyone has gone home so phoebe can finally shut up. i don't know which is worse, phoebe screeching at me in her frenzied visitor excitement or her lighting fast kisses that makes my headache feel like knives shooting evey single time her tongue contacts my lips. anyway i took some tylenol and am heading for a nap to recover from my night shift and hopefully it won't hurt so bad when i wake up again....but the good news is phoebe made a new friend.
Swinger is an ancient horse that will be coming to live out his days here ( typical heart breaking black beauty story) I will tell it later when i feel better).his guardian came to talk to me about Swingers possible admission to SAINTS...(with a story like that horse has, he is welcome here in a heart beat.) Anyway, apparently Swingers guardian, has a large (and very old dog) just like Phebers and the attraction was instant. Phebes put on her usual "i don't have to behave well for strangers" act and remained true to her own real little annoying self.
So out of that one visit, it looks like we have aquired a horse, a new volunteer, and who knows? maybe down the road sometime, maybe Pheoebe may one day find herself a home. or..... maybe not...but she did make a new friend, and friends are really important too.