Its a shame!

  Sometimes something happens that makes me lose a bit more hope for the human race.  Folks can be downright mean.  It appalls me, to say the least.  I am not one that gets easily riled but occasionally I just get hopping mad.  This is one of those times.  

  My son-in-law has a soft spot in his heart for stray dogs.  My daughter has the same but stray cats tend to gravitate to her.  Between the two of them, they have rescued many critters from dire situations.  These animals were nurtured back to health and those that they did not keep themselves were placed in loving homes.  They are very choosy about the forever homes for their little moppets and keep in close contact with the adoptive homes.  They learned that lesson the hard way as one of the pups wound up in another unsavory situation.  The adoptive folks did not care for that poor pup and she wound up pregnant and back on the streets.  All I can say about that is....stupid, heartless people do not deserve to have animals.  I cannot blame Robbie and Elizabeth for wanting to help the lost or tossed pets. I do the same.  Both of our cats sort of adopted us and have stayed on for the duration.  Ms. Put and Ms. Nycto are permanent fixtures here on the Bayou and I would not have it any other way.  Ms. Ez, the old Bayou Dog, was one that Elizabeth rescued from some not-so-nice folks who let their dog have puppies only to decide to "knock some of them in the head". Disgusting to say the least.   These days and times, it is far too easy to remedy the pregnancy deal before it even occurs.  Ms. Ez came to the Bayou as a five week old puppy and has never left...nor will she in this life.

  Now, Robbie has hauled in yet another poor critter.  His heart could not let this animal stay another hour out on its own.  The dog is emaciated and its body is ragged with sores from being abused.  When Robbie found "Jake", he immediately called Elizabeth with the news that he was bringing home another stray.  Between the two of them, they got the dog to the vet, bathed him and salved his wounds.  They searched for his family in hopes that they could return the dog.  I told them to welcome him to their home.  He would most likely be staying. No one wanted this dog.  No one cared that he would have a slow, painful death on his own.  No one loved him.  

  Sure, it is going to be a long, tough road to bring Jake back to peak health.  Since he has obviously been on his own for quite some time, it will be equally as tough to train him to be part of the family. But it can be done.  He can, and most likely will, become loyal to them in appreciation for their help.  More oft than not, "throwaway" dogs turn into the best friends.  They just need the love.  It is a sad world.