Friday, December 16, 2005

Why do I do it?




Why do I say that I will take on something that I have no idea how to do, and no idea how to prepare for. Why, when you take on something more than you are used to does everything else seem to go crazy? Case in point...Mela.

I took in a poor pregnant dog that needed a home. Did I know how to whelp and care for puppies? No. Couldn't be too hard. I've raised three kids that have seemed to turn out semi-ok. No one told me about emergency room visits with said dog, or that she would almost die shortly after giving birth. Or that she would turn on my pug with no known reason last night and bite her face! I have no idea why this has happened. Lilly is ok by the way.

And just to add insult to injury (lily's) I fall down my stairs. Really seriously fall all the way down them hitting my back and butt on every single stair. So now it hurts to sit, could have broken my tail bone, but oh well, they can't do anything about that. But was it enough to have to clean my poor pugs puncture wounds after falling down stairs? No, it wasn't enough. My dishwasher decided to stop working last night too.

So now, here I sit, with a pug that is hurt and emotionally scared, with a real pain in my butt and dirty dishes in my sink...

Anything else?

Maybe this is why I decided to help. I look at these poor things and know they needed a safe place to grow up and find new homes.

2 comments:

AZTLGRL said...

Awwww Woo!
I'll pray for you!
It's gonna be all good! You're such a good person THAT'S WHY!

gwyn said...

Hi Woo! Those puppies are HUGE! I've been around a lot of baby animals over the years, but yours hold a record for fastest growing, I think!