A Full Circle

Just this morning I was on my way to work, and BAM.  Black lab mix, scared, ribs showing, shitty neighborhood.  I stopped and left food for him, but he wouldn't come to me. That is just the way it is sometimes.  At least I had the food to give him, and maybe it gets him through another day to get to a place where he can be helped.

It is hard to make the choice to stop and help- not just with dogs, but with anything in life.  Once you involve yourself, there is some responsibility for the outcome.   Life give us lots of opportunities to help, but it doesn't always make helping easy.

But, sometimes life throws us a small bone to keep us motivated.  You know, like that good race after a bunch of bad ones to give you some faith?

 Remember this dog?

Sweet girl.  Scared but friendly.

Hundreds of fleas.  Skeleton of a body.  Pressure sores.  Broken teeth?

I stopped to help.  I didn't know it would work out.  I know there is a risk of failure when I stop and help.  I am not a marketing guru or a professional kennel.  If I can't find a dog a home, I am faced with some very hard decisions. 

I had to beg.  BEG!  For help.  I cried a lot.  I was told NO a lot.  I have gone through this before with Shelby Angel.  It is enough to make you feel like a failure.  The Humane Society finally helped.  It was not roses to get her there, but I somehow made it happen.

Well, big stinking lover, AZUMI, went home today with a family + 3 kids.  She was only available for adoption for 2 days at the Humane Society before someone scooped her up.  I TOLD ya'll she was great. 

I wish I had more pictures with her.  I always wish that.  When good things come full circle for me it gives me hope that life can be great.