Capone, our Pit Bull, has been a real concern. The gal that took him was not ready for a big dog. We told her that he was big and powerful, but she seemed determined to take him. He is a good dog, and he deserves someone that will invest in him. We now have him back, and he seems nervous and thinner. I have a feeling she tied him up outside!
She called me on Monday afternoon and told me he was too much dog for her, and she needed him out that night because she was going to her see her daughter the next day! I was about two hours away and absolutely exhausted from the stress of the day. I was at the point of bursting in to tears. I was absolutely stunned that anyone would do such a thing! She went on to say, "I'd hate to take him to the pound down here." I almost came through the phone at this woman that made all kinds of promises, and had no regard for this dog at all. Now she was threatening to put him in a high kill pound after I just had him vetted and neutered! He was not her dog to begin with, and she wanted to toss him into a animal control down there where he would be killed immediately! I had to get the dog back ASAP!
In total despair, I called Shane, the man that had Capone for a couple of days, but couldn't keep him. I was very rattled and told him the whole story. He was as upset as I was and consented to get Capone and bring him home for a couple of days, but he didn't want problems with his landlord. I had to get him out of there real soon, and I had no one to take him. At least I had a chance to get him back, but then what?
On top of that, I was getting a sweet dog back that had been with a gal for a few months, and out of the blue, there was food aggression issues. I just give up trying to figure it all out. This is a sweet dog, and I don't get how everything went haywire over night! So now I had to worry about Gracie!
Our animal control is full, and I knew I couldn't send Gracie back there. Then I got a call from a couple that was going to adopt a darling puppy that they had been fostering for weeks, and now she was telling me her son was afraid of this little pup! Her son is twelve years old for heavens sake! Her husband, on the other hand, told me he was allergic to the pup. I had all these conflicting stories, but whatever the truth was, I had a puppy coming back with no one to take him.
I took a sweet hound mix out of animal control on Wednesday to show at the adoption, and I had to send him back. That really upset me as well. They just have to get some of the dogs out of there, and I have no one to foster them. I'm really quite tired of people telling me how wonderful our organization is, but do nothing at all to help us! I can't sleep at night because of the stress of all of this, and yet people tell me I'm a hero. A hero? No. I'm just overwhelmed and stressed because so few people give a flip about millions of dogs and cats that die every year in this county because of totally irresponsible people. Do I sound over the top today? Well, I am!
I was on the phone half the night trying to place Capone. My son said he would help, but he had no minutes on his phone, as usual, so I couldn't reach him. I went through my notebook, and the last name I found was a man that had been interested in another Pit Bull that we had. I called him. I explained my dilemma, and I asked if he would consider fostering this big guy. I couldn't believe it when he said he would! I'm holding my breath, and praying that Capone doesn't mess this up, or he may be totally out of time and luck. I would hate to see this guy put down. It would be devastating, but I am running out of time and options. I was lying in bed praying for Capone last night. I hope God is listening to me. He probably runs when He sees my name on his caller ID like the rest of my "friends."
I just got a call from a woman at the animal hospital whose dog had just been hit by a car and needs to have his leg amputated. "Can you help me?' she pleaded. "I just can't afford it," she cried.
Why do all the vets call me? They always give people my number, but who else will have some compassion on these animals? I have a hard enough time saving the ones we get from animal control, and I get all the calls about dogs that their owners can't afford to help. My treasurer just told me we were down 16% from last year.. Big deal! I'm surprised we're not down 116% because we get little or no help. When I run out of money I will shut it all down, but until then I can't be worried about being down from last year. I just need to save these animals. Anyway, I'm waiting for a call from the vet about the dog that needs his leg amputated.
My sister and her husband went to Mexico without Harry and I for the first time in seventeen years, but I couldn't get a pet sitter. It's about impossible to get away. I know Carol was upset with me, but no one lives my life, and believe me, they wouldn't deal with this! Unless you're in this rescue mess, you will never get it. We are not normal people! We are consumed, overworked, and crazy!
I'll let you know about Capone. I dread to hear the phone ring for fear of one more crisis with him. I just got a call from St. Francis of Assisi's Rescue in regards to Capone. They can't take him, but at least this nice overworked gal had the decency to call me back! She offered to do a courtesy post for me. I always liked St. Francis. I hope to be a neighbor of his in heaven one day. I don't think he'll care that I'm not a Catholic. Ya think?
Bow Wow for now!
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