Now more than ever, you are needed to donate your old blankets, towels, and sheets to your local animal shelter. With financial cut-backs, repairs on shelters are often put off, so if it's drafty, the animals suffer. I know my shelter uses rags to stuff under doors. No kidding! Empty out those closets... this is your chance to get rid of stuff and do something useful!


Friday, May 6, 2011

BEFORE I WAS A DOG MOM  

Before I was a Dog Mom: I made and ate hot meals unmolested; I had unstained, unfurred clothes; I had quiet conversations on the phone, even if the doorbell rang. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I slept as late as I wanted and never worr...ied about how late I got to bed . . . or if I could get into my bed. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I cleaned my house everyday, I never tripped over toys, stuffies, chewies, or invited the neighbor's dog over to play. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I didn't worry if my plants, cleansers, plastic bags, toilet paper, soap or deodorant were poisonous or dangerous. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I had never been peed on, pooped on, drooled on, chewed on, or pinched by puppy teeth. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I had complete control of my thoughts, my body and my mind. I slept all night without sharing the covers or pillow. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I never looked into big, soulful eyes and cried. I never felt my heart break into a million pieces when I couldn't stop a hurt. I never knew something so furry and four-legged could affect my heart so deeply. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I had never held a sleeping puppy just because I couldn't put it down. I had never gotten up in the middle of the night every 10 minutes to make sure all was well. I didn't know how warm it feels inside to feed a hungry puppy. I didn't know that something so small could make me feel so important. Before I was a Dog Mom:  I had never known the warmth, the joy, the love, the heartache, the wonderment, or the satisfaction of being A Dog Mom ~