Tuesday, September 17, 2024

roellen

Me and her spent a couple of really interesting weeks together here on the farm.  Shari brought her to me about the time her sixth litter of puppies was weaned. There were seven but two of 'em died.  Shari got them all places because she is the dog whisperer,  so to speak.  Girl has plenty on her plate but will always do the next right thing for an animal or a person. It was just yesterday that I came to understand that Roe living here was not a good idea for either of us, or Rosie.  After I posted that she was leaving, a whole bunch of folks chastised me for giving up too quick on her.  None of them know my situation and thus placed blame on me for not trying hard enough.  Go back and mind your own biz, and judge not.  

That judgment is what bothers me the most whether it be in church or in politics or both. Many voters have an agenda. Many Republicans embrace pro-life stuff, except when it comes to mass shootings at schools.  Legally speaking, if a woman is on her own and can't take proper care of the child, it punts to the state.  In Tennessee that pretty much is a wash.  At least now Medicaid pays for diapers.  That was not the case when Reaves was a baby.  I reckon Medicaid got expanded somewhat.  But not nearly enough. 

I watched the debate on YouTube and had to stop in 
about halfway in.  It was like a reality tv series where smart woman smacks down elderly idiot with a bad tan. I never imagined in my 69 years that I would see Roe v Wade handed over to the red states to police reproductive healthcare for women.  Cue *handmaids*

I am rambling but this is about Roellen.  I love her so much but I know my limits.  She deserves better than being in the house all the time and crated when I'm gone.  Should I have thought it out more?  Sure.  She followed me every step I made and ran like the wind in the empty field across the road.  She loves other dogs but not so much cats.  Poor Rosie was traumatized from the get go and spent about 3 days on the steps to the attic.  It is not Roe's fault.  She's a street girl and deserves a better life than what I can give her.  I feel sure she will be placed where me and the rest of her  tribe can visit and bring treats.  It takes a village ^j^


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