Mom spent most of her day trying to locate their owners, only to find that the owners were moving and did not want the pups anymore and told her to just take them to the pound. She spent more hours on the phone trying to find a no-kill shelter that could take them, but all the shelters in east Texas are full. She can't keep the babies, even though they are precious, because she has two rescue pups of her own. I can't keep them because I'm already busting at the seams with 4 orphaned cats and two rescue dogs. So, that begs the question, are we born suckers, or what? Some people, like the dogs' owners, wouldn't have a problem dropping these two off for certain doom. What makes it so hard for softies like us to make that call? Are we suckers for compassion? I don't know the answer to that, but I do think it makes God smile when we take care of His creation...truly the least of these.
Mom decided not to take the cuties to the pound and is letting them stay the night until we can figure something else out. My Dad and Jadan got it on the action and engineered a hut-like shelter in the back yard so the pups could stay warm. Mom called me three times after dark fretting over the pups because the temp is set to be below freezing tonight. Her last call ended with her making the decision to let them into the basement so they didn't freeze. They found a hospitable house.
It may be crazy behavior, but at least I know I come by it honest. Here's hoping we find them a good home, otherwise they may be piling up with these two soon....
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