Rescue and saying goodbye

It’s been a very bittersweet day for Mama D. today.. Mesha, the little girl out of Carson went home today. I dropped her off at the airport at 8:15AM this morning. I balled my eyes out, to the point of loosing my breathe. All of the workers were asking me if I was ok. The answer is yes, I am better than ok. I know she is going home, she is going to be loved and taken care of, but it doesn’t lessen the void you feel in your heart when saying goodbye.

I was able to come home, get cleaned up to drive Oscar to his forever home. You may remember Oscar, he was on death’s door in Downey, His eye was out, needed to be removed, along with dental work and he was not neutered. He got all fixed up, looked very handsome and met his mommy and sister today for the 1st time.

Rescue is the most rewarding thing I have ever done in my life, but I’d be lying if I didn’t say it comes with several emotions. You get mad when you see these dogs behind bars, giving up on life, neglected, abused, in some cases deformed, and just dumped. You fall in love as you nurture them, and teach them how to trust again. Dogs are the most forgiving souls ever.. It never takes too long for them to just fall in love with people again, and they give me so much more than I could ever give them, yet I am called the hero, or the angel.. Not at all, these dogs are. You feel happiness when you know it’s time for them to find their forever home, you know them well enough to be able to make sure the perfect home for “them” comes to find them. Not every house is perfect for that specific dog. You know when it does though.. You go through the adoption process, application, meet and greet, home check and then the day arrives.. And you feel like your heart is being ripped out of your chest when you kiss them, tell them to have a great life and hand them over to their new mommy and daddy. It doesn’t matter that you know in your heart, this is the best place for them, it doesn’t matter that you did what you set out to do, and it’s time to go save another one. For that moment, nothing else matters and the emotions completely take over. You take the pic of the dog with the new family and you turn around and walk away. Whew, now that is tough..

I am very blessed, All of my adopters keep in touch, send pictures and in some cases, have become friends of mine. Nothing makes me smile more than getting an email or a text from one of my adopters sending me a pic.. thanking me for allowing them to adopt their furbaby.. It’s a feeling like no other. The moral of rescue is no matter how many emotions you go through, the end result is the most beautiful feeling in the world, and it’s never to be taken lightly. I am no angel, or hero, every dog that has walked into my home ar the true angels and hero’s.. I am simply a caring human who believes in 2nd chances. #MuchLove  Mama D.

 

This is dedicated to Oscar and Meesha