For Better or For Worse

September 24, 2014

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It’s been hard for me to write lately. It’s like more bad news after more bad news just keeps coming and it’s taking its toll. If you didn’t know, I found out we lost another one of my former foster puppies to Parvo. I refuse to grow numb to this. I will not allow it but I would be lying if I said I wasn’t exhausted from this whole month.

After about an hour after hearing the news I had to get ready to pick up another mom and her 2 pups at a high kill shelter. Too bad walking around with a heavy heart doesn’t keep you in shape because I would be pretty fit right now! Anyways, I made arrangements to take a different car that has never had puppies in it because you can never be too safe especially after this month.

My friend, Bianca, picked me up and went with me. It was a weird morning for me. I was upset about losing another puppy, happy to be saving more, excited that this was my friend’s first time saving a dog from a pound and trying to keep myself positive and not thinking anything else bad could happen for the rest of the day. I knew I was out of it because I got to the pound an hour early, knowing they don’t open until 10am. We went and had breakfast and then came back.

It seemed like forever for them to bring out this mom and her pups. She had a total of 4 but 2 did not make it. The pound is no place for a mom to have her pups and that’s exactly what she did. I just kept focusing on the fact that there were 2 healthy ones.

When the mom came out, she was noticeably skinny but she had the sweetest look on her face. She let me hold her two pups and gave me a kiss. She let Bianca hold her pups and just seemed so relieved and exhausted at the same time. At that moment, I was reminded why I subject myself to constant heartbreak. All I had to do was look in this momma pups eyes. We took her and her pups to their new foster home where she can care for her pups and momma will get all the love she needs.

It’s been a tough month but some pretty cool things have happened that I’ve not written about. Priceless Pets saved another mom and her pups from certain death. Rico, our pit mix, who had been with us since January found a home to call his own (he will get his own blog this week!). We even rescued a beagle with a broken leg.

It’s a given that the animals and people we love will never be with us as long as we like so we just have to do our best to make the most of the time we do have with them. I want to promise all of you that the stories will not be as sad as they’ve been but I can’t promise that. All I can promise you is that I won’t stop trying because I know Priceless Pets won’t stop trying and I can’t let my team down.