Thanksgiving Week

In case I do not think about it later this week to write and tell you happy thanksgiving, have one ok?

Eli is coming in and Dak is going out and we have 4 trips to make out to Philly this week, going and coming and could not get the flights in alignment so we could get just one trip going and coming @ decent prices at the same time so we are making 4 trips...

Today and tomorrow are the only two days I really have for cleaning before Eli comes...Dak leaves Tuesday night after school. Wednesday I do the laundry for the spay neuter clinic and pick Eli up in Philly and Friday I take the laundry back to the clinic, pick up the recyclable cans & Saturday we get the Christmas tree and Sunday Eli goes back and Monday Dak comes back...

This year we have agreed on a tiny tree, possibly a replantable live tiny tree or something that will fit on the table because our boy dogs see a tree and immediately start doing the gotta pee dance and then the pissing match starts for the season and then by New Years eve, I am so sick of the tree and the contest, I throw it out the door. So this year we are doing something that weinerdogs can not reach! Which is not hard...however i can see with their obsession to be the marking king that they might not be above climbing up on a table to see who can water the tree...who knows. there has to be some better way...

Anyway, much to do and probably not much time for blogging unless I just really need to get away for a minute and get some rest or something off my chest.

I am asking for peace & rest from the animal rescue world for this week, because it is draining the life out of me not understanding why anyone would kill some dogs and cats instead of finding them homes. Worse than the killers in my opinion are the rescue people who are content with status quo. I will never understand & you hurt my heart. Oh and veterinarians who work at those slaughterhouses who come up with programs like kill all the dogs with heartworms. I believe that evil worms have eaten away at your heart.

Today I am thankful that someone is out there rescuing animals. And I am grateful that there are like-minded individuals who are fighting the fight. Thankful for plain old Folgers half caff coffee, 1/2 & 1/2 and sugar. Thankful for this one last Thanksgiving with my son as a little boy since next year is his Thanksgiving with his dad and the last one before he turns 18.