turning animals away..... right, left and center...no one has gotten past the gate since tawnie and sarah. (spot doesn't count, we were waiting for someone like her to come to be percy's new friend.)
squeakers...a 13 yr old street cat attached to a house that everyone who ever lived there, fed. but squeakers started to get thin and squeakers started to get sick and a house that put food outside was not enough anymore. someone in the neighborhood took squeakers to our vets, he is a full blown untreated diabetic. colleen asked if he could come here when he is well enough, of course he can.
gwen and al...gwen is a PB 7 yr old GSD and alastair is a 14 yr old yellow lab/pitbullx. very long convoluted story which i saw the beginning of a few years back... but basically these dogs have been in one crises after another in several different homes for the past several years. the final crises began today with living in a car with their newest owner, now sadly, homeless herself. since things never seemed to get better due to some pretty rotten luck or work out for them very well, i decided it was time to bite the bullet and take them here.
ratz! i was doing so well, i was so looking forward to finally regaining some sanity here.
sanity is hopefully over-rated....huge sigh.
i have pulled rusty out of the chicken coop, helga and aurora were starting to peck at him. chickens are family til one of them is too weak and then it becomes time to hurry them along on their way. not very compassionate animals in that regard...no sense of caring or loyalty. so rusty now has a private suite in the storeroom, maybe he will get better but i think he will not.