Friends

This week Travis went to Santa Clarita to visit his best friend from our old neighborhood. He's a really nice kid that Travis met on the school bus in 1st grade. They have been friends ever since. They both love sports, although Andy likes the Angels and Travis likes the Dodgers- Travis likes arguing about baseball with him. When the boys were in junior high, I drove Andy to school in the morning and his mom brought them home in the afternoon. They continued to be friends through high school as well. After graduation, Andy went away to college and then we moved away, so I was happy to hear that they made a plan to get together for a few days this summer. I haven't heard too much about what they have been up to, but today they went to the beach with a group of their high school friends. I'm glad that Travis found and kept such a good friend. Even though he'll be going back to school soon, they can still keep in touch over the internet.

Must Love Dogs

A few nights ago, I couldn't sleep...my mind was racing about what to do about this dog that I know of...poor little guy stays locked up in a small cage 24/7 and is never let out to run around and never gets any attention. I'm pretty sure this is animal cruelty, so I went to the animal shelter and filed a complaint. I don't know if any good will come of it, but I figured if there was something like this going on and I did nothing to help, then I feel just as guilty. Anyway, this led me to the animal shelter, which I wanted to visit, but at the same time, didn't want to.

There was a little Yorkie or Silky Terrier there that I had seen on the website and wanted to meet her (maybe add a 3rd dog to my pack?). While looking for her I passed cage after cage of sweet dogs who barked at me to get my attention. The sign said not to put fingers in the cages, but I didn't listen...I can pretty much tell who is friendly...most of them were. There were a few that caught my eye; a Boston Terrier, an adorable and friendly little chihuahua, and a black poodle mix with missing teeth and a sweet way about him. I found the Yorkie (she was big so I think she may be a Silky) and she was hiding in her kennel. A nice volunteer brought her out to meet me and she was shy at first, but quickly warmed up and even jumped up onto my lap. I think she would make a good addition to my pack, but I have to discuss it with my family and not make a rash decision.

Anyway, anyone who knows me knows that I was crying all this time while visiting these dogs. I have such an overwhelming need to help them. I can't adopt them all...but I want to do SOMETHING...something to make their lives a little better...there are volunteer opportunites, but I don't know if my heart can take it. I love dogs so much and have an instant connection with them. (I feel like the "Pied Piper" at home with my two dogs following me wherever I go) I think I was meant to work with animals, but I just need to figure out how!