Rescue Journal · Aug 27, 2006

Boo!

A year ago I wouldn't have dared to touch Boo unless I absolutely had to. Angry cats scare me, Boo scared me more than most.
Rescue Journal · Aug 26, 2006

I am not looking, but the phone is still ringing

There are 2 more senior dogs in the pounds...one is an old bassett with health issues (eye/ears?), I just got the phone message but haven't talked to the staff…
Rescue Journal · Aug 25, 2006

Easier said than done!

Tonight I offered to put the barn animals to bed while Carol was at work, so the donkeys wouldn't keep the whole neighbourhood awake and so Carol wouldn't come…
Rescue Journal · Aug 25, 2006

Different perspectives

I was coming home for my afternoon break today when I saw a flock of sheep running down a busy country road.
Rescue Journal · Aug 25, 2006

My Princess(es)

Tonight I'm bringing Ozzie home to stay over for the night. Last night while trying to fall asleep, I couldn't not think about Georgie.
Rescue Journal · Aug 25, 2006

Open the door...please?

Michael is a troll, there is no nice way to put it. He is mean and nasty with the other dogs and is utterly harmless.
Rescue Journal · Aug 24, 2006

While Carol's away.....

...the critters will play. I went over to Saints this evening while Carol's at work.
Rescue Journal · Aug 24, 2006

Don't look!

This is my new mantra, I am no longer looking at pictures or into the eyes of old homeless dogs. The last one I looked at just arrived, and I am in love.
Rescue Journal · Aug 23, 2006

Moments from today

I saw a lady today in my travels, walking her 2 dogs. As I drove by I saw her yarding away on their choke chains to get them to sit.
Rescue Journal · Aug 23, 2006

Watching old friends get even older.

I think Peter and Cedric are going to be the next ones to leave us. Their crappy little hearts are getting crappier every day.
Rescue Journal · Aug 22, 2006

ratz, the tears have started.

The washer died, not that it is a big deal since we don't have water to use it anyway, but it bugged me.
Rescue Journal · Aug 22, 2006

Drowning in a shrinking puddle of resources

Today i am so overwhelmed, I feel the tears hovering on the wings, waiting for one more thing, or even one kind word, to overflow.