Cute puppies, a rant, and a Meme

tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1698252811507584577.post-4189662780264707772008-06-19T14:16:00.005-06:002008-06-19T15:05:17.108-06:00Cute puppies, a rant, and a MemeFirst the rant: Some town people think it's perfectly acceptable to dump unwanted puppies on country folk. I guess because it looks like we have tons of room for them to run around and we have nothing better to do, right? If you have a dog and don't WANT puppies and there is a chance that this dog could get knocked up or knock up some other dog, spay or neuter them. The country is not a place to dump your dogs. If we had a need for mass quantities of dogs, or any dog at all, we will go get one ourself, you don't need to choose for us. Take some responsibility for your pets, please. Dogs that get dumped end up running in packs if not adopted by a loving family. Then they go wild. And wild dogs attack other dogs, or calves, or horses, or people. And can carry rabies. My mother-in-law was the target of puppy dumping the other day. And while these chocolate lab mutts are cute as can be, we don't need more dogs. Tex is quite enough dog for our family. We don't need them to start running around chasing calves. Now it appears I'm responsible for finding homes for these darling puppies. She and I have both tried all week to find homes for these two, to no avail. I stopped by her house to take them to town for her to the pound. And I apologize for those that I have called or visited the past two days trying to find a good home for these innocent pups. They didn't ask for this, neither did I. But please forgive me <a href="http://chaosmayhemandtrouble.blogspot.com/">Julie </a>and <a href="http://exileinportales.blogspot.com/">Buck </a>and Rossi and anyone else I have pestered. LOL! <a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAWwQXD4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/b2WriN0C90k/s1600-h/0608-138.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213691015777947522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAWwQXD4I/AAAAAAAAAeA/b2WriN0C90k/s400/0608-138.JPG" border="0" /></a>But on the way, the girls had to hold them and fell in love. And while I still have no intentions of keeping them, I just couldn't take them to the pound.<a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAW5YI19I/AAAAAAAAAeI/jCiDAdC-IOk/s1600-h/0608-139.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213691018226489298" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAW5YI19I/AAAAAAAAAeI/jCiDAdC-IOk/s400/0608-139.JPG" border="0" /></a> So, I brought them home. My good friend Lisa down at KSEL (the country station in town) said she will try to mention them on the air and we will try to find a good home for them. <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAhtvK7UI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/acl9sO-dvLU/s1600-h/0608-140.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213691204080430402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAhtvK7UI/AAAAAAAAAeQ/acl9sO-dvLU/s400/0608-140.JPG" border="0" /></a>I put them in this pen so that Tex wouldn't maul them to death. He's never been around another dog since he left his own litter mates. I wasn't sure how he would react. He barked and sniffed them abit while the fence stood between them. And so far I think he may be ok. I may try to put them in the yard in a bit where they will have more room and shade. Tex can also come and go as he pleases, since he can jump the yard fence (but the pen fence is too tall for him at 6 feet).<a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAiBGkJ8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ooqr4jPvAGM/s1600-h/0608-141.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213691209278826434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAiBGkJ8I/AAAAAAAAAeY/ooqr4jPvAGM/s400/0608-141.JPG" border="0" /></a>All I ask for is a good home for these puppies. They are cute as a button. They are free. Very friendly and loving. And now the Meme. <a href="http://exileinportales.blogspot.com/">Buck</a> posted his workspace, who was tagged by someone else, etc. So, here is mine.<img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5213691012566983778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_AfApIaDjZWA/SFrAWkSzpGI/AAAAAAAAAd4/0vzhwIX5fO8/s400/0608-137.JPG" border="0" /> It was stipulated that you couldn't clean it up first. Oh, dear. Well, there is the McDonald's Quarter pounder and coke I had for lunch. Under the box for the burger are phone books and farm journals that came in this weeks mail. There are McDs toys from the kids' happy meals today (Thursday is $1.69 happy meals!!), a Power Ranger 4-wheeler, cup-o-pens and pencils, some other various things I have printed, stapler, a set of allen wrenches from fixing the treadmill the other day, some Bath and Body Works Wild Honeysuckle lotion, the 2006 tax returns (?!), school catalog from ENMU and my degree plan, creative memories picture/paper cropper (what do you mean you can't see all that? It's just buried a little bit). On top of the printer are some CD-ROMS and my mother's day present from Ch'ree. Under the printer are some stackable organizers that look like chaos but I know what's them all. And mail. Yes it's a mess. Maybe today I'll clean it up some (uh, I'll shove everything I can in a drawer).Hey, 5 people use this desk and computer. I'm not the only one who messes it up!!Jennyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10967546226890745086noreply@blogger.com