|i used to say i'd have a dog named "chachi"...|
when asked about her work (and how to get there), mother teresa has been heard to say, "GET YOUR OWN CALCUTTA." i have found mine. if only i actually lived there.
it was a lovely drive, heading for kanab canyon. the weather was great, and i was alone, and i'd forgotten music... so it was quiet. i love driving alone. and driving alone far. i got into kanab late and slept (though, not well on someone's hard-as-rocks pillows and too much excitement for the next two days brimming inside of me).
|forrest. returned by clueless owners.|
i worked with the puppies first. a group of us volunteers fed the puppies and scrubbed out pens and washed windows and walked puppies all morning. we helped with the socialization of a malumute who had been rescued with his 10 siblings out of a backyard breeding situation. there were puppy mill puppies and puppies who had been adopted, but then brought back (because they were acting like puppies) and more stories that i didn't hear or listen to.
best friends provides (not free) an all-you-can-eat vegetarian lunch for a song. i sat on the deck and ate my lunch staring at the beautiful canyon views (and mule deer and bunnies).
i worked with the horses in the afternoon. i scooped a ton of poop and got to walk Tru, who at 30 is the second oldest horse at the sanctuary, but the animal who has been there the longest. it was nice to walk a horse. i don't know his story-- nor the others' stories. i can tell you, there is nothing like opening a gate to the horses field (to pick up said poop) and to look up and see four horses galloping at you at top speed. what a greeting! very much the same feeling as being bum-rushed by moab after being away for awhile.
|I GOT TO MEET COWBOY!!|
i loved working with the horses and was bummed i wouldn't get another chance to do so... i loved their spirit and energy. they are so imposing and intimidating and so MAGICAL.
|curly sue. recessive genes gave her a coat like a cheasapeake bay retriever. no tail. no mane. sweet as the day is long.|
|slurpee. a pill. saucy. beautiful.|
|judge, my stellar passenger.|
the last day i worked with dogs. first in one area, then another. i walked a million and fed and groomed and worried with the vet and caregivers. i got to play ball with a pitbull--so fun, like old times. i took judge on a ride because he's not much of a walker. he made a great driving companion!
i was wiped out at the end of the day. i love that feeling of exhaustion you get from manual labor. and i loved sleeping in the desert. incredibly quiet!!
|too bright for wayne-- ADOPT ME!!|
|disney built this little "barn" for "the appledumplin' gang." they keep it well maintained. the horses enjoy it's shade.|
struggling with words--not wanting to sound cheesy, so i'm going to give up. i felt exceptionally blessed to be there--i can't wait to go back. i will serve these animals with all these wonderful people as often and in any way that i can until i can't anymore.