Sad and reflective

It's been sad dealing with Linus. He may get a stay of euthanasia though in that the rescue that originally pulled him may take him back. We never transferred him officially so he technically still belongs to them.  They've made a bargain for us to look at another dog in the shelter and if we take that dog (all of the if's there) then they will take Linus.  Honestly, not sure how I feel about that but it's not up to me.  Linus has had a sad hard life and while I certainly feel bad for him and hope he can be successful somewhere - I can't help but worry about the impact an adoption could have on the breed. I truly don't feel he is a good example at this time.  He certainly could prove me wrong and blossom.  I probably wouldn't feel so conflicted if he was a different breed of dog. His behavior seems almost typical of a used up hound dog. You know, one of the ones you find on the side of the road in eastern NC that have all but given up the hunt.  Wary and nervous, they don't want to make friends but they are so alone they don't have a choice but to trust you just a little.

It's been a tough month and I've been sick with a summer cold twice already.  Which is why it's 12:43 in the morning and I haven't gone to bed yet. I'm all hopped up on cold medicine and can't lay down without choking on my own spit.  Too many dogs, too many animals really, not enough time in the day and I wish to hell I could find a house that I want to buy.  I do think it will seriously reduce my stress to have Linus safely in another place and out of my frame of worry.  Out of sight, out of mind and hope for the best.

Changes are in store for work as my manager put in her notice to move to a different department.  That will make life interesting to say the least.