i find myself increasingly frustrated be certain things..like...
dogs peeing on my bed which led to relocating my bed which led to dogs eating my bed.
i think that finding a relatively "safe" place to sleep is somehow unnecessarily eluding me.
the bed has become the proverbial carrot on a stick..i can see it, but i can't have it.
but why can't i have it?
the answer is simple...because i keep making their needs to have fair access to me the priority.
so it is a choice.
fair enough. i will quit complaining.
but believe it or not, some frustrating things in rescue are not a personal choice. these are things that are thrust on me..without discussion, without consultation.
they are decisions or assumptions that are made around but not with me. apparently sometimes i don't have a voice or a choice. it is a given that i will do or be whatever is currently required.
this is probably true because when push comes to shove, and the animal has suddenly appeared at my feet..i will step up for him or her because turning my back or dumping them on someone else quite frankly isn't in me.
and maybe this too is a choice..but it's a choice that has been forced upon me...it is not a choice i make freely.
so what is the solution?
i don't know.
animals will always be dumped in my driveway.
problems will always be dropped on my front step.
people will always assume that somehow, someway we will help them.
and we will...but..
is it too much to actually be asked?