We're having a good sized adoption event at a local Pet Valu in Oakville on Saturday. Hard to believe, but the local newspaper JUST put a front page article about the local Humane Society reducing their adoption prices this weekend to $50.00. CRAP. I just spent $60.00 for an ad in their newspaper announcing our event! Crap..Crap..double crap. I feel like banging my head on the wall - Charlie Brown-style.
We have three new foster parents, which brings our foster home number to FIFTY! Who would've ever thought that I'd have FIFTY foster homes in 8 months?! I'm definitely feeling the pinch of being a little busier than I'd like to be, so am going to start asking for some more help. I don't want to fall into the trap of saying stupid things like, "It's faster and easier to just do it myself." BIG mistake that I don't want to repeat.
It's strange how some things can hurt me more than others when I'm at the shelter. I was coo'ing over 3 kittens that I was rescuing....pulling them out of the cage and kissing each one as I placed them in the carrier. I glanced over my shoulder (not sure why I looked, but was compelled to) and saw this big orange Tom cat staring at me. He looked very thoughtful, gentle and sweet. But he stared at me and my heart broke
It's never quite enough, is it?