Sucker, Chump, or Patsy – Take Your Pick

My husband and I are suckers.  When it comes to animals in need, or even ones who look like their lives are not quite cushy enough, there we are.  We can’t help it, its genetic.  Husband’s parents once picked up a stray cat while out camping.  They named her Ten X for the camp site they found her in.  My parents currently have a stray cat they adopted as well as one Husband and I took in but due to his incurable spraying habit, we could not keep.  My parents have three and a half acres and a large shed they have given over to him; furnishing it with various heated blankets and cat towers.  See?  Suckers.

When I met Husband he was living in a rental house with several roommates.  He also had a dog and two cats.  Elenore his dog, he found wandering the streets in a rain storm.  Newton, a stray kitten he picked up somewhere, was pretty evil and left scars on several people who tried, innocently enough, to pet him.  Then there was Patches.  Husband  chose her from the Humane Society because she was old and obese, massive really, and not very likely to get adopted.  Sucker, sucker, sucker.

Newton with his shaved belly after an ultrasound showing he had pancreatic cancer. We had to have him put to sleep about a month after this picture was taken.

And me?  When I met Husband I had recently adopted my roommate’s cat, a three-legged hairless Cornish Rex named Oberon.

Oberon actually made a dent in the couch cushion from all his lounging about.

My roommate was moving out of state and could not take him.  About a week after she left, Oberon whacked his leg stump on a countertop and could not be consoled.  The vet said he had exposed nerve endings on the stump and it needed to be amputated.  Two surgeries and over a thousand dollars later I was able to take him home.  The vet took pity on me and set me up a payment plan.  At the time I was working at a daycare making $5.15 an hour.  Yeah, I am a sucker.

Oberon enjoyed snuggling with newborn baby Cody - too cute!

Our sweet dog Elenore and all three cats, Newton, Patches, and Oberon have long since passed.  They are all still very much missed.

Today we have two German Shepard mixes Rosy, a Humane Society dog, and Dexter another stray.  Rosy chose us by ignoring us completely in the “getting to know you” pen.  At the last minute she walked up next to me and leaned into  my legs and just stayed there.  That was it.

Rosy our sweet couch potato is almost thirteen years old.

A month later Rosy and I were taking a walk and saw a frazzled lady in her bathrobe in her front lawn holding a runt of a puppy.  Her full grown dogs were very unhappy with her for bringing in this stray puppy and had tried to eat it.  I offered her the use of our dog crate.  Later that day Husband and I ended up walking home with the dog crate and the puppy we named Dexter.  Such suckers we are!

Dexter: a dog scared of balloons, cereal boxes and snowmen. But the sweetest dog you could ever hope to meet.

For the last six months or so we have had a cat litter box in our garage even though we don’t own a cat. We originally put it out due to our neighbor’s cat, Delilah, getting shut in our garage and, not having a place to do her business, did it on the floor.  Come to find out, Delilah prefers our litter box to the one at her house so now regularly uses it.  Sigh.

Delilah, Carter, and a pumpkin on our doorstep.

I also started leaving out fresh water for her after seeing her drinking out of puddles.  Now that it is starting to get cold we made a bed for Delilah on Cody’s little canvas lawn chair in our covered entryway.  But no, it does not end there.  We microwave a pet heating disk and tuck in under the towel so she has radiant heat for up to six hours at a time.

Delilah enjoying her heated bed. Such a love.

It gets worse people, much worse.  Want proof of just how bad it has gotten?  Last weekend Husband was doing yard work and notice some standing rain water at the bottom of a kids slide our friends gave us a while back but we have yet to use.  Did he dump the water out?  No because he saw what appeared to be small tadpoles happily swimming around and did not want to kill them.

Tadpoles? I think not.

Now, I love Kermit the frog as much as the next person but I am wondering if perhaps, just perhaps, those tadpoles are actually mosquito larva.  If that is the case I say dump that water out.  I have to take a stand somewhere, right?

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I am a blogger, a former microbiologist, a stay at home mom to a herd of two boys, and a grilled cheese sandwich and beer connoisseur.
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5 Responses to Sucker, Chump, or Patsy – Take Your Pick

  1. bwahahahah you’re a bad as me!!! and Delilah looks like my PJ well and my scout. I’m a sucker too. Suckers of the world unite!!!

  2. shoes says:

    It is a good thing there are suckers like us out there. We are building up mass quantities of karma! If it weren’t for Rosy and Dexter, Delilah would be curled up by our fire in a beanbag. Well, that and one of my boys would rat me out to the neighbors who might find it strange that we would let their cat in our house…

  3. Jodi Stone says:

    What a great post. I love it! No sucker, chump, or patsy. Human and kind. :-)

    • shoes says:

      Well thank you. This post is just scratching the surface of the wayward animals that have crossed our path. I did not write about the numerous dogs walking the streets we have taken to vet clinics, the cat who we bought wire clippers for to remove her stuck head from a chainlink fence, nor the homeless horse I adopted for many years (even moving him with us from AZ to WA!). Or the great measures I go to just to keep the humming bird feeder from freezing over during the winter. One must do what they can to help our animal friends.

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