In the world of rescue you have to take the peaks with the troughs, and the last 6 days or so have been no different. Things that make you proud and give your life meaning develop in front of your eyes, but then you have to take stock of things that should never happen in this country.
After several months of courting Brodie and Mona have moved in together, and she has blossomed since. Mona is a tortured soul who has clearly been beaten from pillar to post, she does not trust people and who can blame her. Brodie is her rock, he makes her feel safe, and it is wonderful to see.
Funding we were hoping to get failed to materialise recently, and as a result I had to decline a dog that was desperate to come to us because of the way some low life had shaped his life. I found out today that the dog was destroyed last Friday, all because we didn't have the funds readily available to take him. I have to sleep tonight and live knowing that a decision I made cost a dog its life, a life that had been ruined the minute it was placed in the hands on a human being who simply abused his position in the relationship. God love you big guy, your owner let you down every day of your life, I let you down the day it mattered the most.
