My Newfound Mission in Life

So I recently got on the Humane Society of Utah's website and saw my beautiful Blue listed again. What does that mean? It means that someone adopted her and after a month or so was unhappy with her and brought her back. I honest to goodness shed tears over that. At work. Luckily I was alone at the time.

That made me so unbelievably sad I almost couldn't even handle it. I was ready to go get in my car and pick her up right then despite the destruction she caused. I didn't even care because she needs someone who loves her and who knows her. Luckily I do not have myopia (shout out to my eighth graders who have that word on their vocabulary quiz today!) and I did not do that. I currently do not have the resources to provide a life for her that would make her (and me) happy. But I did decide to do something.

I have this dream of living on a huge piece of land with a garden and animals and basically homesteading like in Dr. Quinn. (HAHAHA). That kind of a life would be wonderful for dogs like Blue. So into that dream, I incorporated and made room for dogs like Blue and the elderly dogs at the Humane Society of Utah that will most likely die there because people don't generally want to adopt a dog with less than 3 years left on this earth.

I want to be a place where those doggies can die in a home with love and snuggles and love and a family and love. I want my kids to have the responsibility of taking care of an animal that (more or less) needs them. I want them to have the experience of death of a (furry) loved one and go through the loss and learn from it. Learn that when a family can be together forever, it includes your furry, feathery, four legged, winged, and tailed family members too. I want to be a home to the dogs who end up in the HS or shelter multiple times because people are irresponsible.

I would also like you guys to help me. I don't care where you are or what your life is like. 7 times out of 10 you can and should get a dog. Check back for all the reasons why you should adopt a dog from the Humane Society or Shelter in your area and help me out with this dream of mine because as much as I would like to, I will never be able to be a home for all the dogs out there who need a family.



**I'll get to fostering kids later ;)**

Fostering Dogs - Buddy the Australian Shepherd Mix

I decided to foster dogs starting this summer and it has been the greatest thing ever. Seriously. I cannot even explain how awesome dogs are. They are super cool.

I am doing it through the Humane Society of Utah in Murray. They like to foster out the dogs sick with kennel cough, or who are depressed and need some love, or who are recovering from surgery and that.

My first guy was this adorable Australian Shepherd mix - His name is Buddy. He was about 2 or three years old but was just a HUGE puppy. Just a ginormus puppy at heart. He played like a puppy and acted like a puppy and oh man he was adorable and just slayed my with those eyebrows. AAHHHHH

These first ones are

 on the way home from the humane society the first day. He was a little scraggly and his nosey was all yuck from the kennel cough.

Here he is meeting the bird, Tinkerbell. He was OBSESSED with her. He would sit like that for hours just staring at her.

He loved it under the deck. GAH HE IS SO CUTE

He is such a beautiful animal. 

He's great for some lazy cuddles. 

I was (only mostly) obsessed with this animal. He was so great. He was so stubborn and got into some trouble (trying to eat the mouse, Winston) *cough, cough*. But he had a great heart. He tried to be obedient but he was so stubborn it didn't fly sometimes. 

Also, he ran away. A lot. Any chance he got. And it wasn't a sauntering, exploring, meandering down the street kind of a run away. It was bat-outta-hell run away. It was terrible. We had to mobilize troops on foot and in vehicles within seconds or he was gone. We chased him quite a ways a few times. The morning he was adopted, he got out and took off like there was no tomorrow (and there was no tomorrow...not with us at least....) but we got him back and had to bathe him cause he was so filthy from the scrub oak and shrubbery he ran through to escape. STUPID ANIMAL. UGH WHAT AN IDIOT. But we love him dearly and hope he loves his new home. 

We are now on our second dog, Blue: 

Her story will come up shortly. Check back!