This used to mean a bunch of gals getting together, having a few drinks at a meet and greet place or at someone's house to talk about life, your dreams, what went wrong, hopes for the kids, and what's next in our long, mostly uneventful lives. Now Girls Night Out for the last 16 months has been about dumpster diving for free dog food, dog rescue in the middle of the night, picking fleas off puppies for hours that have just been saved, or sitting all night long with a mom ready to give birth to her litter and in such bad shape we must do most of the work for her. Conversations are less about personal issues that really never get solved. They have turned into something greater then ourselves -the cause for the paws, meeting at all hours of the night transferring dogs to foster homes. a hoarder, some criminal case of abuse, a Pit Bull fighting ring broken up and homes needed ASAP for 60 dogs that may be savable. We talk about worms - long worms, round worms , short worms, and the color of poo or the smell of pee, how strong, what does it look like, how is your puppy, the momma, what do his gums look like - questions one never asks about our children.
It is both new and enjoyable leading me to believe that Girls Night Out will never be the same. These photos only represent a few cases that I worked on this year. Thank you Second Chance Rescue, for at the end of this road the dogs rescued ME.
Laurie
Laurie
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