SAINTS

people can read about, or hear about, or visit saints and the wheels start turning….apparently we are the problem solvers of the world. we  are the spring board to whatever, and golly we have some cute little doggies that we are just waiting to unload into someone else’s willing hands, and we are eagerly awaiting the next dropped off soul too. 

sigh, it doesn’t work like that. contrary to popular belief, i am not all that fond of having my floors peed on, or having my hands bitten, or tripping over everyone elses problem. i am not that keen on dealing with neglected medical issues and watching my debt grow and my resources shrink. i get cranky when i have to fill up my days which are fuller than most everyone elses with other people’s responsibilities. and i certainly am not out there tossing animals out into just any old home that happens to come along. despite what humans think they are entitled to own..

i get tired sometimes because i make myself do what my committments require. somedays i force myself to follow thru with what i promised. i don’t have the luxury of saying, i don’t have time, i changed my mind or i don’t have money or i just can’t do it. i do it because i have to, i do it because i said i would, and i do it because if i don’t, it won’t get done. and then who suffers? not me, not the offloaders, not the ones who are running straight out the gate…but the animals, who are the only innocent, without choice, true victims among us.

some days, i just want to yell thru the phone or the email, please, just shut up, quit whining and offering excuses and do what you are asking me to do, which is meet your responsibilities, which is be compassionate and caring to your animal, which is to make your life easier, cuz, truly, i wouldn’t know what to do with a little bit easy myself.

anyway, i would like to yell all those things and more, but i won’t. maybe someday i will.

 

moses…refused our walk this morning, he came out and then wandered back in on his own without coming out into the fields….hmmm, not good.

cedric…is falling over sometimes and can’t right himself back up again. if i stick him back up on his feet, he is good to go but he needs help getting back up there…..hmmmmm, not good either.

michael…he is sliding into old and crippled…ok, so he was there ever since he got here, but now he is finally noticing it.

maudie, might have just lost her morning runs…she buggered out of the fence as usual, came back after a quick run down the neighbors drive and back and briefly buggered off again. except the second time she met up with one of the neighbors dogs…i heard the ruckus, i heard the neighbor yelling at his dog to get off her, and she ran back thru the fence before i had a chance to go save her. she was covered with frozen saliva all along her back (it is very cold up here and it froze within mere minutes) but appears to be free of any punctures or abrasions. hmmmm…. maudie, why can’t you run and run and run around inside the fence where it is safe and there is ton’s of space? now you are on a leash til we save the money to put in smaller gauge fencing mesh and it is not my fault.

spritely’s leg is up, then down, then up again….ok…not great but better that then up and staying up. lately she is actually starting to recognise me as someone useful to have around. today when i let them out, she went to the outside empty water buckets looking for a drink. so i said, “hang on i will get you some” and went back into the barn to fill up a bucket. she wandered off to the hay piles out in the field. when i came back with the bucket of water, i called her and she knew i had the water for her cuz she knew i would get her what she wanted so she came right back and had a good long drink. it made me feel good to be such a perfect, meeting her needs as soon as she needed, servant!