I also think I shouldn't feel guilt (intellectually), but I'm a HEALER, dammit, and some instincts run deep. Like preserving life. Or, you know, being responsible. Or, licensing and taking care of one's DOGS, and by extension, the people those dogs come in contact with....
I'm stopping. Stopping now.
{{{hugs}}} Emotions aren't rational, and seldom respond to intellectualizing. I feel for you (and your poor leg! OW!) for being put into this spot by the stoopid owner. I feel for the dog, likewise having been put into this spot by the owner. I've been thinking about this, and just being frustrated and *angry* at this man. Having animals is a commitment to look after their health, safety, and the safety of others around them. God, the stray cats in my back yard are better cared for than that.
(Umm, I started a free lunch program for the cats last year... I put out food when I could, made sure clean water was available, sneak the cats off to neuter when I can, etc. There are 3 regulars who are looking very fat and entitled, and have been crying to be let in the house. M is close to caving and sneaking them in. *g*)
If I was local, I'd make you some tea and cookies, give you a big hug, and distract you with shiny fannish things until you felt better.
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I'm stopping. Stopping now.
{{{hugs}}} Emotions aren't rational, and seldom respond to intellectualizing. I feel for you (and your poor leg! OW!) for being put into this spot by the stoopid owner. I feel for the dog, likewise having been put into this spot by the owner. I've been thinking about this, and just being frustrated and *angry* at this man. Having animals is a commitment to look after their health, safety, and the safety of others around them. God, the stray cats in my back yard are better cared for than that.
(Umm, I started a free lunch program for the cats last year... I put out food when I could, made sure clean water was available, sneak the cats off to neuter when I can, etc. There are 3 regulars who are looking very fat and entitled, and have been crying to be let in the house. M is close to caving and sneaking them in. *g*)
If I was local, I'd make you some tea and cookies, give you a big hug, and distract you with shiny fannish things until you felt better.