salty is here...a bit of a surprize. I was out and about doing the late afternoon vet runs. oh well, Dionne and Diana figured it out and he is fine. he is a cute little bugger..skinny with some funky looking masses. we will see how he settles in here.
Martha went off on her adoption trial, hope it all goes well!
Curtis is getting a name change...from now on he will be "kirk"...Curtis just doesn't roll off my tongue well and we already have a curt! he had his vet visit...was a bit panicked in the car but he managed ok in the long run.
Ollie had his stim test for cushings and Bernie finally got her vet check.
it seemed to be a fairly busy day with me running all over the place.
rescue in many ways can be physically, mentally and emotionally challenging but it is kind of like parenting..it is one of those long haul things. I used to wish it was easier, I used to wish it was nicer and cleaner, I used to wish it did not require every ounce of me. I find I am getting better at accepting that it is what it is. and it is what I am willing to put into to it which is actually quite a lot.
we are getting pretty full again..not much (if any) wiggle room left. and I really don't care. we help every single one that we can, and then we don't help any more for a while until our numbers go down a bit. saints is a revolving door...new animals in, old animals out, either in passing from this life or onto new forever homes. it works, we have helped a lot of animals since 2004.
I still do wish for somethings in rescue...I wish people could put away the drama and angst, separate the personal from the business at hand..rescue is work. its good and purposeful work and the beneficiaries are the animals.
can't ask for more than that.
welcome salty...I am going to go and find you a sweater and then I am going to try to help you find some happiness here.
wishing is fine but working gets things done better.