Love Rescued Me

How I took a chance on rescuing a dog, who ended up saving me instead. This is a story of shelter dog love and my advocacy/the campaign to get dogs from the streets to loving forever homes.

Thursday, 24 October 2013

Watching an Angel Sleep

It's a wonderful feeling to see the one you care about sleep so serenely. It's like a parent, watching over an infant as she rests after hours of crying. My little "Ishbu" (derived from the dog Wishbone, and my other nickname for Cisca) hasn't rested like this for a long time. She's been up and alert since we welcomed her into our home.

This is what every parent or pet owner wants for his/her children. To see them secure. I love seeing Cisca sleep. It invokes an inner peace in me. How I miss being a child without worries. I have trouble sleeping at night because of my schizoaffective disorder. I'm glad she doesn't suffer the way I do. Sleep my dear angel. May we wake up and play the next day.

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