Once upon a time, there was a girl who loved her children sooo much, that she wanted to help other orphaned children find loving forever homes too! So the girl goes to the animal shelter (you did know what I meant by children, right? Um, okay don't make this awkward.) to fill out a volunteer application.
Walk dogs? Can do.
Clean up shadoobies? Eh, okay.
Walking into the kennel... a bit of a problem. All those dogs in cages with sad, sad eyes b-e-g-g-i-n-g her (okay, me) to take them home and feed them my leftover french fries and share my pillow at night and dress them up for photo shoots. Unbearable. Tears start pooling, then falling. And I made a beeline out of there as fast I could.
But NOW Fayetteville Animal Shelter is one of my Myspace friends (yeah, that's right- we'relikethis) and they sent out a bulletin for volunteer opportunities that I can totally do- sans tears.
They take the dogs to the Farmers Market every Saturday morning from 9-12 and since I don't have to work until 2- I signed up! It works out because I feel like I'm helping but I don't have to be in the kennel, making up scenarios about the dogs lives and suicidal thoughts.
Anyways, I'm back from my little hiatus. Working three jobs sucks. It makes me tired. And cranky. (I know, I hardly believed it myself, but apparently. I. Was. A. B.)
Off to catch up :)
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