Things That Make You Smile...

Buried Alive

Ok, enough with the snow...  I'm so tired of being buried alive in snow, in darkness, in dogs, without a job, not knowing what tomorrow will bring me.  My back is tired of shoveling snow, thankfully my neighbor is addicted to his snowblower, and helps us all out, especially in the alley, where you have to stragicially place the snow, or it just gets in everyone's way.  I did rent 1/2 my garage to a car renter, for snow removal, and her car is burned under snow, behind some other guys vehicle but she's still helping out with snow in the alley, cuz I could have gotten another renter for shoveling, had she not screwed me on this deal.  But most the time the neighbor gets it done before the defunct renter shows up.  And then she merely text's me "it is, what it is".  WTH? That was not our deal.  Whatever...I'm not gonna complain.  

Cocoa

We were able to pull Cocoa out of WI shelter this week, and she looks pretty relieved to be out herself!  She needs some vet work, so I'm lining all that up, cuz her foster home is in MN, so I have different networks to utilize in that location. 



MI Lady




At the same time, we have another female we saved from MI shelter, in a foster home in Canada, with adopters fighting over her!  Everyone needs to chill.  The answer will come to us once all the potential adopters have been checked out! 

And we have a couple going home this week...MN Kirby made it home last weekend...looks pretty good to me!  

MN Kirby and his new buds...

Ripley (the Chicago pointer) goes home tomorrow, and so does Nikki, finally.  Owner surrender Axle has a looker and a visit to intro dogs in a couple weeks...so no matter what the weather, no matter what goes on from day to day, how buried alive I feel... there is always a dog or two needing me.  And thankfully we have volunteers to help catch the dogs, and dogs who need catching, by adopters who have open hearts and minds.

Off to shovel more.  Frees my mind...one might say.  tehe.

It's All Relative...

MN Kirby

The new year zipped on in without any fanfare for me.  Same ole same. Still need a job.  It's still cold outside, the heat bills are rising, the price of gasoline is rising, I'm using every blanket on every cold, drafty window in this house, to hopefully keep bills down.  But it makes me feel like a mole, like I'm living in a dark mole hole...which makes me also feel depressed.  Not a day goes by that another dog seems to find it's face onto my computer or another story into my ear via my cell phone.  Since I wrote last, ummm, December's "Foster a Dog for Christmas" deal worked out NICE.  We pulled in five new dogs in Dec, four are home.  Of course, not any of those folks want to foster a dog, because they adopted the dog of their dreams, but we did get some new blood, and so we can continue to bring in new dogs in this new year.  We got some pretty nice donations over the holidays to fluff up the check book to pay more vet bills, get more supplies, save more dogs.     



Chicago Animal Control Male

 More males...urgh...  OK, I do have a couple females that need us too.  I'm continually amazed by the folks that come outta the woodwork to save a dogs life.  And even more amazed at other rescue groups who dicker back and forth creating drama over a dog's breed, and why they can't or won't help the dog in question.  The way I see it, we are saving a dog here... do I look like I need addl drama?  If I have space and I have the money, and the adoptability factors are intact...well then, I'm saving the dog! 

I'm presently doggie sitting a couple for several weeks while their adopter is on vaca.  They are pretty easy dogs, and it brings me a couple bucks to help with the bills.  All the Christmas decos are put away, and Valentines looks like it came to town.  Cheers me, cut me some slack.  And you know it never ends.  I'll be seeking a foster home for this nice, older girl who's in prison in Michigan shelter, where they do not have a very long stray hold period.  If you can help, please contact me.