Honest, Officer...

It was a cold and rainy night...ok, maybe not cold but it was sure raining. And it was hard rain too. Some of it was HUGE. And it hurt when it hit me too. I have the house to go in but I really do not like to go there. Then there was light. Flashing light and then there was such loud noise. I have never heard it be so loud. This is just too much. It has happened several times lately and I cannot stand it anymore. Ms Greenjeans left for somewhere she goes every now and then and she does not know how bad it is here. It is so bad. I have to get out of here.

And that is how I came to be here with this officer. Honest Officer, I did not mean to be lost. I just ran and ran. I was on the road and cars were coming and big things were coming. BIG things were coming and I just ran and ran. Then one of the cars pulled over and a man got out and helped me. He took me to his house but I was really scared and I ran from there to. By this time I was a long way from home. Miles actually. The nice man found me again and took me to a place that looked for my tatoo and then he found the animal control officer (ACO) and the officer brought me home. I did not know how Ms Greenjeans had been calling everywhere and looking for me. I was gone for days. I was so happy to see her again.

But I am so scared now when the sky rumbles. I have tried to escape again. She says I will hurt myself and I do not know where I run to. But I am so scared. Ms Greenjeans brings me treats and she puts stuff on my food to make me feel better. she sprays stuff in my mouth. She loves me. But I am still so afraid when the sky rumbles. Please pray for me.

Sadie

Sophie

This was taken when she was at the shelter.

Long Time No Write

No matter how much you prepare somethings still hit hard. In November we lost my sweet little poodle. She had lived with cancer for most of her life and she lived very well. Lived on her own terms. What more could we ask for? Any of us. I eulogized Beau, my sweet little donkey and even my bothers cat of many years. But losing Misti just kind of took my words away. In the aftermath of losing her I decided that I had Priscilla and we still had the ornery rat terrier, Millie. I did not need any more animals. But rather in honor of Misti I decided to go to the local animal shelter and walk through and take pictures to post online. Raising the chances of the shelters animals to find a home. As Christmas approached I knew there was a little dog that had some health issue and she was at the shelter and nobody was looking long at her. The shelter supervisor said that they all seemed to see a bigger health problem. She could not walk well. I thought if she was not adopted before Christmas holiday I would take her home with me and work on her while she stayed at the farm. When I went to get her I also brought home a injured dog that had not been at the shelter long and they did not want to leave him over the holiday. Now, keep in mind, they have people there to feed and clean everyday but these animals needed more care so I was just fostering them over the holiday time when the shelter was closed to the public. The little dog that did not walk so well was in awful shape by the second day I had her. My vet agreed to see her on the morning of Christmas Eve. She had pneumonia in both lungs. I battled for several weeks to save her and at the end of it all she was definitely staying with me. The other dog was a really neat guy and just so very sweet. He was paralyzed in the back legs and would drag himself everywhere he went. While the shelter was closed many rescues were working on finding him help and a home. By New Years he was headed to Colorado where a family lives that had experience with crippled dogs. He is doing so well now. The shelter called him Superman. His new mom calls him Elmo. He is walking some now. It was so amazing and rewarding to see people step up and find him a very good place. Since then I have been a very minor player in the world of animal rescue. One dog at a time. But I am in the loop and see how some wonderful people work together to move animals long distances to find forever homes. And it happens everyday. I will write more often now. There is so much to say. Springtime on the farm is a very active time. Oh, yes, the little dog I fought to save that lives with us and is Priscilla's best friend...the one that looks at me like I am the hero that saved her. That would be Sophie.