You’re Going To Do What?

Several months ago, before the current death star began hanging around my digs, I decided that I was spending too much time at home.  Little did I know it was a tutorial for things to come.  While everyone else was just starting to adjust, I was already well ensconced in my hermetically sealed shelter.  But that’s another story.

I enjoy volunteering and have done so for various charities and non profits over the years.  It gets me out of the house while hopefully providing a service.  And of course, I’m really, selfishly, doing it for me because I get more then I could ever give.

So, it was with this in mind that I realized that I could be doing more, and started to give some thought to what I might like to do. With my limited mental resources, where could I make a contribution.  That is when I had my epiphany.  It was obvious.  It had been right there in front of me all the time.  I could contribute some time to the Humane Society at a local shelter.  Yes. Brilliant. I mean, I have two dogs and have always had dogs and cats my whole adult life.  I am relatively cognizant about their care and feeding and the truth be known, I’ve never met a dog I didn’t like.  Even the ones that bit me when I was a kid. Well, I may not have really liked them, but we got along. 

After my initial approval screening at the kennel, I couldn’t wait to tell my friends, neighbors and relatives what I was about to do which, as the title of this piece would suggest, met with varying degrees of skepticism all the way up to incredulity.  You see, they instinctively knew something that I chose to deny, that being, I want to save them all.  I of course poo pooed their concerns, being of sound mind and all that.  I know I can’t do that.  After all, I already have two fur babies that depend on my love and attention every day.  Not to worry.

Well, I have been there about two months now performing various duties like laundry.  Tons and tons of laundry. Now I have graduated to driving a van to pick op donations of food and pet supplies from places like Petco and Walmart which gets me away from the kennel.  That is not to say that I do not avail myself of opportunities to visit the puppies, dogs, kittens, cats and rabbits.  I mean, they need a little attention too, right? It can’t hurt to look, right?  I mean, everyone that looks in the window of a bakery doesn’t buy a cake, right? Exactly.

Well, it seems like there are some occasions when you maybe shouldn’t have looked in the window.  Be it a cake or a whatever.  A shirt you like, a new kitchen gadget, or anything else you just can’t live without. Like maybe another dog.

So here we are.  Three days into a new adoption.  Yes, I brought another dog home.  It wasn’t my fault.  Fate had a lot to do with it.  I was just the vessel it chose to use.  You’re not believing any of this are you.  I didn’t think so.  Anyway, meet the family. That’s Sophie on the left, Scooter in the middle, and that is their new brother Kramer on the right..  Now, does that look like I did something wrong? Just sayin.

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About oldmainer

I am a retired manager living in Southern Maine and a would be writer of poetry, narratives, short stories, and random opinions, and that's how Oldmainer was born. Recently, I decided to try an experiment. I added photography to the mix, using only a cheap cell phone with a limited camera and the editing software that came with it, and added the blog site Inklings at poormanspoet.wordpress.com to showcase the results. So, feel free to use whatever you find interesting or worthy, but please honor the terms of my copyright when and if you do. They may not be much, but they are still a piece of me. I appreciate your checking me out and hope that you find something that will encourage a return visit. Thanks for stopping by.
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22 Responses to You’re Going To Do What?

  1. What a fine group! I was just reading yesterday that pet adoption and fostering are way up because people have more time to spend with animals. How did Sophie and Scooter feel about the new arrival?

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  2. I love this. EVERYONE knows you can’t look at them without wanting them. LOLOLOL You did a great thing and this is a wonderful post. Congratulations.

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  4. quiall says:

    You know EXACTLY what you have done! You have saved a life. You have given joy and security to someone in need. You have bestowed love where it was needed most.

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  5. oldmainer says:

    Thank you Pam. I think it made a difference.

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  6. Paul Hardesty says:

    Good decision for Kramer, but even more so for YOU…..

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  7. So are you still at the shelter

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  8. Alien Resort says:

    They appear to get along with each other.

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  9. George says:

    LOL…that’s priceless! Well done.

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  10. Angie says:

    No you did nothing wrong. A wonderful addition to the family.

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  11. oldmainer says:

    Well, Kramer thinks so, so I guess I’ll have to agree.

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  12. Kiki says:

    what a heartwarming story. I’m yet to ‘get’ a dog from a shelter, maybe in a few months when we’re settled in at our new rental (after an international move back to our home country….). This is so beautiful and congrats to your new, enhanced and enlarged family!

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  13. oldmainer says:

    If the opportunity presents itself and you can see your way clear to do it, definitely consider getting a shelter dog. They just want some love and attention, kind of like us. I guarantee you will receive much more then you give.

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  14. scifihammy says:

    Your dogs are all adorable! 😀

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  15. Leif Price says:

    Aww, they are so cute and adorable!

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