people can read about, or hear about, or visit saints and the wheels start turning....apparently we are the problem solvers of the world. we are the spring board to whatever, and golly we have some cute little doggies that we are just waiting to unload into someone else's willing hands, and we are eagerly awaiting the next dropped off soul too.
sigh, it doesn't work like that. contrary to popular belief, i am not all that fond of having my floors peed on, or having my hands bitten, or tripping over everyone elses problem. i am not that keen on dealing with neglected medical issues and watching my debt grow and my resources shrink. i get cranky when i have to fill up my days which are fuller than most everyone elses with other people's responsibilities. and i certainly am not out there tossing animals out into just any old home that happens to come along. despite what humans think they are entitled to own..
i get tired sometimes because i make myself do what my committments require. somedays i force myself to follow thru with what i promised. i don't have the luxury of saying, i don't have time, i changed my mind or i don't have money or i just can't do it. i do it because i have to, i do it because i said i would, and i do it because if i don't, it won't get done. and then who suffers? not me, not the offloaders, not the ones who are running straight out the gate...but the animals, who are the only innocent, without choice, true victims among us.
some days, i just want to yell thru the phone or the email, please, just shut up, quit whining and offering excuses and do what you are asking me to do, which is meet your responsibilities, which is be compassionate and caring to your animal, which is to make your life easier, cuz, truly, i wouldn't know what to do with a little bit easy myself.
anyway, i would like to yell all those things and more, but i won't. maybe someday i will.