Today I had a total of 20 dogs on my list that were to be pulled from a shelter. When I got to the counter there was only eleven left that could leave with me. What happened to the others, they didn’t say and not wanting to not get any, I kept my mouth shut and just got what I could. I would think that the shelters would be happy to get rid of eleven at one pull. But no, they really don’t care. Take them or they die. It doesn’t matter to them. Either way they would no longer be a problem to them. It’s really hard at times to deal with the staff at the shelters, and as I get older, it’s getting harder. But one has to keep in mind, it’s not about me, it’s about the dogs. Gotta remember that.
