and my friend caught the brunt of it. but i have no patience lately for anyone involved in rescue backyard gossip, esp. if it involves me. she may or may not forgive me for getting yelled at quite violently as the bearer of someone's anonoymous incorrect opinions and judgements. but that is such a cowardly act to take to her a bunch of untruths because they were too lazy or more likely, opportunistic to look for the actual truth.
my philosophy's and beliefs in rescue are mine. i take full responsibility for them and i do NOT impose them on others. i would appreciate the same courtesy back again cuz folks really don't want me to start listing the things they do that i don't agree with cuz they might not really like being on the end of that stick..... be fair here...do your thing and use your time doing it well and quit trying to take over the rest of the rescue world. let's be honest....i don't like your way, that's why i don't do it..... BUT, i respect your right to do it your way.
there is a lack of respect that permeates the rescue world that somehow allows some people to insist there is only their way. they do it right, their animals are never sick or die, they never send their animals out to the wrong home, they never euth an unredeemable animal (they just silently disappear and are never spoken of again.)
they have all of the answers and presume they can teach every grandmother in rescue how to suck eggs....of course tho, they do it thru a third or fourth or fifth party....much safer and less likely to splash back on them.
except...these folks are not doing rescue, they are too busy stirring the ego pot....i don't like pot stirrers, they take up space, fill the world with their BS, get in the way of rescue work and are freaking useless energy suckers thru and thru.
hows that for me speaking my mind?
i had a shitty day today. i have milowsky in at the vets and booked for more surgery tomorrow on his ear which took a sudden turn for the worst. squeakers bloodsugars were over thirty today and we lost our lovely darla. i have an unhappy cat in my bathtub and i can't have a hot bath again tonight.
i spent most of today not with the animals but sorting thru piles of donations. i have a spoiled rotten tiny but freaking cute chi with broken ribs who yelled at me most of the night when i wanted to be sleeping because i wouldn't let her out of her pen to be with me....her ribcage is expanding quite well and she no longer has any trouble with breathing (or yelling.)
tonight, i don't want to hear that someone is obviously misinformed, misrepresenting their actual knowledge and spreading around that tunie is stuck in the barn 24/7 without any company. when in fact the back barn doors are open for her from 8 am each morning to 8 pm each evening unless it is pissing down, freezing cold rain. AND we spend alot of quality time with her each and every day and thru out the day with extra visits too.
i don't want to hear that we are possibly being abusive and feeding her non stop from neglectful guilt when tunie gets one-half a small measured scoop of elder pot belly pig food and a small apple at breakfast and supper...oh, and occasionally a banana when we actually have some....gee, i so just want to take that little bit of food away from her because then no one can say we overfeed her.
geez leave us alone...leave HER alone, she is really and truly happy for the first time in her entire life.
i already had to deal with the "i am starving the barn guys" stupidity, now i have to deal with the "i am feeding tunie to death"...screw off...no one knows (til i just posted this) what tunie is eating except me, mo, trina, renee, angelina, laura and lana cuz we are the only ones who actually feed her....and as far as i know...until tonight, NO ONE has actually asked any of us what she happens to eat....does someone have hidden cameras inside our barn, is this how they know how much she eats?
you know folks, you can't control the entire world to suit you, you can't even come close to controlling me, not even from a safe distance, so why even try...all you can control is your very own ethics, behavior and practice and that has nothing to do with what happens at saints.
i am the one doing it here (with alot of solid gold, true blue and actually sincere and dedicated help)...i am the one who knows the hows and whys and where for's...i am the one who has actually has taken on the responsibility for the care given here. and NO ONE has asked me a god damn thing.
i am pretty pissed at someone tonight and don't think too highly of whoever it is. lucky to be anonymous right now when my rage is flying high.
pleaseeeee...go get a life, go rescue a freaking animal, for chrissakes find SOMETHING actually productive to do, leave me alone for a change... do me a favor and pretend i don't even exist and then i can forget about whoever you are too.
i am so tired of the bloodsucking, know it all, do nothing except spew out uninformed opinions and stir up the pot crap...can't they discover politics?...they like this kind of useless unsubstantiated bullshitty backstabbing sensationalistic baby crap over there.
people shouldn't bug me on a bad day....i guarantee...i will bite.