I get a long e-mail today from the woman who runs the Humane Society that I volunteer at (she knew that I like distractions when I'm in a funk and I certainly bit into this one hook line and sinker).
A woman went into a nursing home last October, leaving her 3 indoor dogs and 3 outdoor dogs chained outside. Members of her family each thought someone else was taking care of them and no one bothered to show up to the house until January. I have no clue why all these dogs were still alive. Her sister started going over there twice a week to feed them (and fatten them back up), then turned feeding duties over to a "friend of a friend of a friend" who was supposed to be there everyday. The sister contacted the Humane Society yesterday to ask for help placing 3 of the dogs.
Since it is so close to my house, I'm asked to go over and assess the situation. 4 of 6 dogs have no food, but at least all have water and most have shelter. We live in coyote central so I am amazed that none became dinner. While some were fearful, most were friendly and in relatively good shape in spite of this ordeal. So I have recommended that all 6 dogs are taken into foster and adopted out and they will call the sister back tonight to set it up.
As I'm walking around, what hops out but a beautiful torbi girl that I've named "Miss Kate". She in young, talkative, purrs when you pet her but really thin. I picked her up and she just melted into my arms. Don't think the thought didn't cross my mind to just take her and have her "disappear" from them.
So I get them all food and agreed to feed them each day until we can get them into foster homes. Miss Kate will be the first to go - she was such a wonderful kitty!
And to top it all off, there were a lot of barns, so I know there has to be a feral colony there also.
So thank heavens for little distractions and the feeling of being useful again!
A woman went into a nursing home last October, leaving her 3 indoor dogs and 3 outdoor dogs chained outside. Members of her family each thought someone else was taking care of them and no one bothered to show up to the house until January. I have no clue why all these dogs were still alive. Her sister started going over there twice a week to feed them (and fatten them back up), then turned feeding duties over to a "friend of a friend of a friend" who was supposed to be there everyday. The sister contacted the Humane Society yesterday to ask for help placing 3 of the dogs.
Since it is so close to my house, I'm asked to go over and assess the situation. 4 of 6 dogs have no food, but at least all have water and most have shelter. We live in coyote central so I am amazed that none became dinner. While some were fearful, most were friendly and in relatively good shape in spite of this ordeal. So I have recommended that all 6 dogs are taken into foster and adopted out and they will call the sister back tonight to set it up.
As I'm walking around, what hops out but a beautiful torbi girl that I've named "Miss Kate". She in young, talkative, purrs when you pet her but really thin. I picked her up and she just melted into my arms. Don't think the thought didn't cross my mind to just take her and have her "disappear" from them.
So I get them all food and agreed to feed them each day until we can get them into foster homes. Miss Kate will be the first to go - she was such a wonderful kitty!
And to top it all off, there were a lot of barns, so I know there has to be a feral colony there also.
So thank heavens for little distractions and the feeling of being useful again!