I wanted to share my angel in the mail story.  Saturday was an awful day.
I had taken my little Charm to the vet for a check-up (both my kids are
fine..  Charm just went in for a checkup because she fractured her leg a
week ago.)  I personally think the vet and her staff make appointments for
Charm so they can play with her..  she is a cuddle bug who loves to play.
 
Anyhow..  getting to my point.  The vet and her staff (including the
receptionist) were in the back taking care of animals..  was a busy day,
and this lady walks in the office.  I'm the only person out there, so she
thrusts this box in my hands (the box smelled SOOO bad!) and she said
"Make sure it gets put down" and she literally runs out the door.  Ok...
at this point I'm thinking is it a bomb or is it a cobra?!  Anyhow, I open
the box and there is a hairless ferret in a box full of poop (sorry this
gets gross..) the box was saturated with pee..  you could see where it had
soaked into the box (it was cardboard) and the only thing to keep him warm
is a ratty towel that has been potty'd on.  There was no food and water..
and you could tell the little guy had been in there for awhile.  I took
him back to the surgery room (one of the perks of knowing your vet very
well) and they went to work on him right away.  They worked on him for a
few hours..  the had an IV and a bunch of other horrid stuff done (I never
got to know his name..  so I gave him one..  I had high hopes he'd bounce
back..  so I named him Pogo..  get it?) and it was decided we should let
him cross to the rainbow bridge.  He partially opened one eye and looked
at me..  and then he went to sleep.  The day sucked..  I got home and
picked up the mail and put it aside..  I noticed there was a manila
envelope without a return address and no postmark.  Anyhow, a little while
later, I couldn't get the envelope out of my mind.  Who sent it, what was
it?!  So I opened it..  and inside were an angel ornament and an angel
pin.  If I didn't know better, I would swear Pogo had sent it.  I helped
an angel cross.. and got another angel.  Anyhow..  Whomever sent it..  if
it is you..Thanks, it means more than you can ever know.
 
 
I'm not a shelter.  I don't have the time and the patience it takes to run
a shelter.  I always seem to end up with the "throw-aways" the elderly and
sick that nobody wants to care for.  I am lucky to have a vet who lets me
do payments..  more than half the time she will do the surgery before I
get the animal.  I'm blessed, because I get to love these fuzzies, they
aren't a burden, they are my lifesavers.  So tonight, when you're giving
your fuzzies goodnight hugs, please give them an extra one..  and remember
how lucky YOU are to have them love you.
[Posted in FML issue 3663]