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.
Monday, 18 November 2013
Doubts and Needing Love
Tonight, I find myself lonely and doubtful. Should I get another shelter dog, if I have the money, only to endure the blame and the pain, should he/she pass away early? Or should I buy a purebred? At least I would be spared the blame should a tragedy occurs. I'm also thinking of cutting down my time on my advocacies for myself. I should be more selfish, I feel. I just wish Cisca was still alive today. Maybe I'd forget all these pain within me. I feel like I'm regressing and relapsing again. This has been a cruel year for me. I wish to be spared more of the heartbreak. I just want to be loved again.
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