i would rather deal with the shit on the floor around here every day than the shit that flies around me thru the air...i just want to say plainly, bluntly, crystal clearly....to all of the pain in the ass humans....
this ain't about you and i don't care!
do you know how many people want to call the shots around here..who want to make up their own rules? they won't come right and say..."you will do it my way..not that i know really anything about rescuing animals but i do know what I want from you.'..no they don't actually say it, they just act it out.
well tell it to the paw...my job is to ensure that these animals are the ONE and ONLY priority around here....it is not to make friends, it is not to be a babysitter, or a counsellor, or a negotiator, or a funding source to pay your bills, it is not to provide a human with a warm and fuzzy fill.
i make it very clear...leave an animal here and good bye...don't try to stay involved...accept a paid job here and be prepared to work your ass off, if you are going to volunteer here, don't start causing a bunch of underground subversive crap, and do not even think to be suing me for some stupid reason because you can't figure out an honest way to pay your bills...don't bring your needy, emotional, dirty ass shit to my door when my house is already full of other people's animal's real life and death shit.
SAINTS is not about humans...i do that eight hours a day in my real job, (get sick and be admitted to homecare and then i will meet your needs and look after you)...saints is about the animals only...ONLY...ONLY...am i being clear?
every time you try to take what you know you do not deserve...you are stealing from rosie and felix and apollo...and every time you make my life difficult, you steal from them my time and energy.
stop it. do what is right or walk on past here.
tonight i am suffering from rescue rage syndrome....best to walk softly tonight.
hah! today i knew i would be in a bad mood.