Me and Mom added a new video to Youtube!! It shows the view from our back porch and some of us furbabies playin' in the yard!!
And we added music to it too!! The first song is Mom singing "Imagine That" and the second one is Mom and Aunt Elise singing "I Never Felt More Like Singing The Blues." Aunt Elise and Mom used to work together in nightclubs. Mom just sings mostly to us perros nowadays.
Anyway, check out our video and let us know what you think!!
Finally got a few minutes to sit down with Mom and post another message!!
Me and Mom and Dad are growing our own food!!!!!!!!! Well....corn, beans, tomatoes, sweet peppers, lettuce, .....stuff like that. I didn't see 'em plantin' any cows so I guess beef isn't gonna be part of our crop.
It's growin' really fast!! Just click on the pics and they get bigger!!
Mom and Dad say we'll have enough beans for us and Aunt Nell and Aunt Jane. MAN!!!!!!!!!! That's a lot of beans!!!
And Miss Leona, the parrot from the earthquake, decided to get on the floor and take a walk through the dogs while Mom and Dad weren't home a few weeks back. We're not sure which perros were involved but Leona ended up with a naked back and butt. She is fine though and her feathers are all growing back real good!!!
Here's a pic of when they started growing back in and today. Sure looks like it would HURT!! I'm REAL glad us perros don't have feathers!!!
Mr. Bingo, the new kid, is finally out of quarantine and is "runnin' with the big dawgs!!" He's a cutie. We're gonna find him a GREAT home!! Here's a pic of him with us and Erika, the lady that helps Mom clean the house.
Okay!! Gotta go. Mom needs to get back to work on the computer. She's tryin' to track down some bad human who has been using my human sister's social security number.
Tailwags til next time!!! BudBud the vegetable growin' perro
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Letting Them Go, By Frances Jones
The hardest part is letting them go.
By Frances "Kitten" Jones, 2008
Harder than having to look at the terrified eyes and having to smell the stench of their mange and the poop in the matted fur around their raw and oh so tender backside.
Harder than seeing them cower in a corner because they have been so badly abused in the past they have no reason to expect anything different.
Harder than cleaning up the puddles because they urinate out of fear every time someone looks at them.
Harder than shaving them to the skin because they are so horribly matted they could never be combed.
Harder than finding festering sores or even broken limbs under all that matted fur.
Harder than cleaning their poop off the floor or out of their crate because nobody ever cared enough to teach them about going outside.
Harder than seeing them frightened by grass because they have spent their lives on wire floored cages.
Harder than smelling their rotten breath because their diet has been so bad their teeth are all destroyed.
Harder than watching them bump into walls because they are blind from the ammonia stench in the lower puppy mill cages.
Harder than hearing the vet say, "There's not really anything we can do."
The list could go on forever.
None of this comes close to being as hard as letting them go once they are whole again.
But it is all part of doing rescue. If we kept them all we would eventually run out of space and there would be no room for the next one who needs us. Therefore we have to let go.
Animal rescue is one of the most heartbreaking jobs in the world and there are not enough people doing it. Our hearts will be broken again and again. We are horribly outnumbered by the animal abusers, irresponsible owners, greedy breeders and the like.
But then, there is the reward. Seeing the most disheveled, terrified, emaciated animal blossom into a loving, beautiful, loyal, healthy, confident creature.
They look into your eyes and you know. It is worth doing over and over and over.
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