First, I want to thank everybody for their outpouring of love and support over the loss of our dog "Doug" after the rescue we were volunteering with "Homeward Bound Rescue of Clarington" adopted him to another family despite our vehement objections. The tragedy goes far deeper than just the loss of Doug. I've always wondered how couples who have lost a child could turn on each other. Now I understand. David and I are blaming each other for the loss of Doug and Homeward Bound just gets to walk away from the mess with an adoption fee in hand. I haven't slept well since he left and we're all very depressed.
Although I haven't felt much like it, we've still been rescuing. "Carrying on" hasn't done much for me emotionally, but it's kept me out of the house and away from thinking about my little guy that loved us so much.
We rescued 13 cats the other day from a woman who was trying to be her own rescue and found herself unable to care for the cats properly. She meant well and the cats were cared for, but having your own rescue isn't just about rescuing a shitload of cats.
Some faces of our more recent rescue:
I'll continue to rescue, do adoptions and smile. But I'll be thinking about my "Doug the Pug". I hope he's ok.