i am doing the whole reguritation thing over wilburs death. the what if's, the maybe's, and could be's... drive me insane. it is because i don't have a solid…
he has been getting progressively worse and nothing we did seemed to help in any way. we will have a necropsy done to see if we can find the underlying cause…
not posting this am. was having internet issues Again...somehow fixed it by clicking on everything in sight for half an hour but now i need to get ready for…
honestly..people need to get a life..if harper wasn't offended why the heck are they? on a scale of 1-10 of important things to be outraged about...people are…
great song...stuck in my head now. i woke up this morning to no sugar in the house...are you kidding me? i can't start the day without a hot cup of tea…
i was going to blog about the new dog! cooper is here..he is a very sweet, senior, mid sized mixed breed..looks a lot like shane. he has had a couple of really…
brenda phoned me yesterday to say she found 2 dead rats outside in the cat run. it sounded like they were smaller juvenile type rats cuz they weren't very big…
packed full again. feed runs, errands, new dog coming in (maybe)...a potential adoption meet and greet..plus my personal stuff. i got off early from work…
i am like the elmer fudd of rescue...even the rats are smarter than me. getting that all set up safely was WORK and all for naught. the hungry little bastards…
barn bedtime was a major production...the goats had to be locked into the little goat barn...ray had to be moved out of his stall and into the goats undercover…
one of the hardest things about rescue is...the intensity of it all. life and death....crises....fix it or do this now....the immediacy of it all is hard. i…
which apparently runs fom the left hand back corner of ray's stall, along the side wall, under the door and across the hallway into gideon's stall. i get up…
