This morning I refused to take a dog with four babies. None of us are titanium.Lots of dogs in care and extreme fatigue – that’s the truth. So I refused.I feel mean about this. Even though I know that I won’t save the whole world, I overpay every ′′ no ′′ with a gallopad of thoughts and a moral hangover that I don’t wish on anyone.3 hours later another application.Around Sochaczewo, Youth, Forest. A woman on her way to work stumbled onto a cardboard box pupper, desperately trying to warm the puppy.Dog exhausted, skinny. She was curling up in a ball hugging her baby, she was concerned jumping out of the box and nervously circling around him.The lady covered the dogs with her sweatshirt and started calling where she could. She didn’t find help.I usually try to direct logic, balance, argue. I usually decide to save more dogs than less. I said no to my mom with 4 babies…A woman stands in the woods, does her best, is late for work, and a girl with a child is in a cardboard box….Sometimes you can’t reasonably explain the reasons for the proceedings. Sometimes you just follow a heart that never spares you, mercilessly chopping irrational remorse.I’m sorry. I’m That’s all I can do.It’s evening already. I know that family is safe on board the foundation that took it.And this mom and her ossek are already with us. They are warm, quiet, calm. Mom got food and I’m trying to imagine what she would feel like spending another night in the woods with a cardboard box for shelter.Please help dears – we would like to ask. To this and other families in our care.
From now on, the dog and her puppy are perfectly safe and have nothing to fear for their future, which we hope will be better.
