Another dog????

My husband rescued yet another lost dog on Friday. He came to see me at work, to try and break the news as gently as possible. I love dogs, but we have 4 (!!!) already. Also? I am finding this cat thing to be really cool. Kitty uses a litter box, which does require cleaning, but honestly....cleaning the litter box is a picnic in the park compared to dragging a dog out in cold rain/snow/sleet in the middle of the night. Bruce and I are enjoying the cat scene so much that we have pretty much decided that we are going to be cat people from now on. Of course, then he brings home a dog. It was a pretty little dog. Kind of a reddish pomeranian mix. And she was really sweet and friendly, but I did not want another dog.

Bruce took her to the vet, because she was so cute and friendly that we figured she probably belonged to somebody. They scanned her for a chip. You know...those chips that give out the owner's information. But unfortunately she wasn't tagged. So....out of sheer pity for our plight, the vet called and literally begged the humane society to take her. They are really overcrowded with animals, but when they heard we already had 4 dogs, 2 goats and a cat (1 dog and the cat are rescued animals) they relented and made an appointment for us to bring her in on Saturday.

Anyway, hubby took the dog. But not without some measure of guilt. They asked for a $30 boarding fee. He gave them $200. The woman was so grateful and she told him that with the economy like it is, their donations were seriously drying up. She also said that the last pomeranian that they got in only lasted about an hour before she was adopted. So, that made him feel better. This dog was young (about a year old, the vet thinks), healthy, cute and had an excellent disposition, so hopefully someone will want her in a hurry. I like to think that she already has a good home.

We are considering adopting 1 more cat so that Vixen has some company. Maybe we will go take a kitten off the Humane Society's hands to make room for some more animals. Bruce started to sneak a peek at the kitties yesterday, but we have a couple of things that we need to do first. Vixen has her surgery to be spayed scheduled for Friday. I want her to be healed from that before we throw another cat in the mix. She is pretty adaptable, and friendly and I think she might enjoy some kitty company. But I don't want her running around too soon, and tearing out some stitches or something. And then there is Scotty. Its time, maybe past time to do something about him. Poor thing. He is deaf and blind and basically helpless now.
We have already talked to the vet about having him put to sleep...and cremated....and kept in a pretty urn. The vet says that she would be more than happy to come out and take care of that here at the house. But I keep procrastinating because it makes me sad.

Anyway, Bruce is on Facebook now. One of his activities listed on his profile is:

Animal Saviour

And honestly, I don't know another single person who deserves that title more.