Doggie Blues

I’m giving myself a full 4 minutes to write this blog entry, so as my daughter’s preschool teacher used to say “you get what you get and you don’t throw a fit”. [Incidentally, she went to a preschool called Make a Mess and Make Believe, but the kids affectionately called it Make a Mess and Don’t Clean it Up.]

When I was walking Sam today we saw a dalmatian, it was a female. And it was hiding behind a tree as we walked by. She had a collar on. She was terrified of us but curious. She clearly needed someone. She was clearly lost. She had little boobies, which told me that she had been a mom, but is not currently lactating. Poor thing. Terrified. And Sam wanted to play with her, which scared her.

I just wanted to grab her and take her home. Someone misses her. But she’s so skittish that I wonder if her lost owners might have been abusive. But being a beautiful dalmatian she might be easily adoptable. Maybe I should go look for her (without Sam in tow). But then what if we don’t find a home for her? Or worse, what if we fall for her and can’t give her up (like I did with that dratted, lovely, perfect EmmaCat)?

Ok, time is up. More later.

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2 Responses to “Doggie Blues”

  1. Gary Denness
    May 4th, 2008 18:47

    I know the feeling. People don’t look after animals and it’s hard to just leave them to suffer. That’s why I have accumulated 8 pet turtles. I say pet. Yet I feel more like a Herp Butler….

  2. RiverGirl
    May 4th, 2008 19:46

    I did go out and look for that dalmatian that night, but couldn’t find it. My hope is that its owner showed up.

    Where have you found 8 turtles?

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