It was a cold, wet windy day today, but it didn't stop the dogs at the Home from wanting to walk and play outside. I was surprised to see my little foster puppy Louie was still there waiting for a new owner. He seemed quite happy playing with other little dogs and didn't pay me much mind. Kimmie the amputee was still in the sick room, keeping warm and safe. I spotted a light brown spaniel puppy in the new section and he was the most gorgeous little fluffy, placid soul, just sitting amongst the chaos of barking and jumping dogs, serenely looking out. I asked about him and was told he was surrendered today, and had been bought a week ago from a market for $250. (There are so many things wrong with that, I wouldn't know where to start.) There seems to be a run of jack russells lately, and pups. Other times it's staffies or beagles, but there are always more in the winter.
Esmerelda lived with us for a couple of months, then one night she ripped through a window screen, and disappeared into the night, never to be seen again.
My cousin found Puss as a kitten, stuck in the wall cavity of her shed at Gunns Plains. She convinced me to keep her. She wasn't an affectionate cat when she came here, but became more so as time went on.
"Thousands - millions and billions - of animals are killed for food. That is very sad. We human beings can live without meat, especially in our modern world. We have a great variety of vegetables and other supplementary food, so we have the capacity and responsibility to save billions of lives." - His Holiness the 14th Dalai Lama.
"In a perfect world every dog would have a home and every home would have a dog." Author Unknown