Sunday, July 11, 2010

Good News, Bad News

Whew. Whatta Weekend.

Yesterday's adoption event was good in that: Rudy found a new home. I took him to his new home today, and I believe it is a good adoption, to good folks.

Unfortunately, I got word last night that one of our volunteers was killed in a car accident on her way home from yesterdays adoption event. Joyce was a wife, retired school teacher, a twin sister, a mom, a grandmother, and a foster mom to Huck, a big orphaned yellow Labrador Retriever. She was also a very kind lady. Most who knew her would call her one of God's Angels on Earth. She will be missed.

Her foster dog, Huck, was in the car with her when it rolled, and was miraculously unhurt. My eternal thanks go out to the un-named animal control officer who was at the gate when I arrived and broke the rules to release Huck to me. Huck is here and is shaken, but seems to be ok. He is calming down, little by little, and will have a visit to our vet tomorrow for the little scrape that was on his eyelid and just to make sure that he is really ok.

So, what does this mean? Do I get a break or not? Everytime I place a dog, it seems like God goes out of his way to place another at my doorstep. Really, God, I need a break. Let's cool it on the dogs for a while.

1 comment:

  1. we love Huck!
    Also Sharkie and Tulip on the front page!!