Mrs Holiday popping in to report for ticket duty :)
There follows the usual apology for what I'm about to post but I'm in bits and this is my rare place of refuge and understanding emotions wise.
I've just come back in from a chat with one of my neighbours. She's just adopted a little dog which is in an absolute state.
The little thing is a mummy from a puppy farm so been forced to have litter after litter for others to profit from - literally skin and bones, covered in sores, fur shaved off because of it, shaking from head to toe (got a cuddle aww), respitory infection so rasping rather than breathing. She was apparently going to be shot as at the end of her useful life.
Bastards!!!!!!! How on earth any human being can put any creature through that i will never understand so long as I live.
Yet, despite all she's suffered she's eating, exploring, showing an interest in life and her surroundings etc.
Which is the point which sort of justifies my sharing this here i guess - if a little creature like that has been bestowed with so much spirit and will to live i think there's hope for all of us to recover and move on to make a better life.
Sometimes I wonder if some of my 'pity' for myself hasn't been channeled into animals though since it's just so painful for me to think of all the cruelty and neglect some of these animals are put through :(
Thanks in advance for putting up with my intermittent ramblings