gratitude-a-thon day 1038: compassion


We have a neighborhood email to let people know stuff and ask questions and see if anybody, for instance, might have something you need to borrow, like crutches, or a bike, or who have something extra, like bulbs, or firewood. It’s very nice.

Last night I read one from a woman who I see in the park that’s two blocks away, where I raised my kids, but now walk my dog, and it was from a friend of hers who had found a home in our town, where an unwell, elderly woman had 10 small, young dogs that she apparently couldn’t take care of and there was an intervention by this friend who was a neighbor.

The description made me crumble. It actually made me nauseous (which is how it’s making me feel right now, even writing about it). Some of the dogs had  nails too long for them to walk. They were matted, shaking and terrified.  As I always say, dogs are the best people, so this made me really think that I should maybe take one, although I know it would be very hard for my dog, who has become the king of the house, since my kids have gone to college. I don’t know. I only know that I can’t stand that there are dogs that have been mistreated (although it was made clear this woman loves them, but is apparently not well enough to care for them).

Anyway, what I was thinking is that it is truly amazing how the Republicans don’t seem to feel anything for the millions who the repeal of the ACA will affect, but I feel like I am going to vomit up everything I’ve eaten since kindergarten because of some neglected dogs who need a home.

That is all.

(P.S. If you’re interested in adopting one of the dogs, you would be my hero.)

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