Army of Mom

So this is how liberty dies ... with thunderous applause.

9.15.2004

Elation & Sadness

Does anyone else want to giggle when all this evidence keeps coming forward about the apparently forged documents that Rather would rather go down with than admit he acted unethically? I get great pleasure from this. I mean, did anyone think this man WOULDN'T stoop to this? This is the same guy who interviewed Saddam Hussein days before we went to war with that AH. Come on. He wanted to give this guy a fair shake. Excuse me while I vomit. I'm so not surprised. But, I am chuckling and whistling happily. My face hurt from grinning last night when ABC News broke in on the Hannity show (on WBAP) to relate the news about the women who told CBS they couldn't confirm that the documents were authentic and then Killian's secretary told the Dallas Morning News that she couldn't have typed them and he sure as hell didn't. She isn't even a Bush supporter, which I found a little ironic.

On a sadder note, my heart was broken and I was angry all at the same time this morning as I dropped my kids off at school. Someone dumped this sweet little black lab and her two pups. It was obvious they were dumped because they - all three dogs - kept going up to every car there and trying to get in. Bless their hearts. They were good dogs, too, and loved every person that was near them. They especially loved the children. Little Bit was beside herself - she loves animals - and I had to practically drag her away from them. I had to keep the dogs from going in the street a few times and wave motorists back so the dogs didn't get hit. This mama dog wasn't much more than a pup herself and she didn't know how to take care of them. She was more concerned with finding her way home. Makes me so mad that someone could do that to a dog. You can drop a dog at the pound if you can't take care of them. At least that way someone may adopt them or they won't starve, get hit by a car, you get the point. I had to fight my emotions. I wanted to take those dogs home and find place for them, but I knew that wasn't a choice so I called the police department and they said animal control wouldn't do anything until 8:30 unless it was a dog bite. Well, hurrah. There are my tax dollars at work. We can't get adequate public transportation or animal control to work before 8:30, but we can certainly build a skate park, a natatorium, water park, fuck up the roads and leave them blocked off for days before we fix them, let a little girl get hit by a car because the bus driver doesn't want to pull off the road and have to pull back into traffic (that is a whole other story), hire an inadequate recycling company but we can't pick up a dog and her pups at 8 a.m. I'm not thrilled with my city services if you can't tell. I got someone just now and they said they had been called about the dogs. Didn't say they were doing anything, but they knew. Hopefully they'll do something.

8 Comments:

  • At 8:58 AM, September 15, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    They weren't full blood labs were they?

    *thinking about hunting dog(s)*

    Army of Dad (as if AoM didn't know)

     
  • At 9:17 AM, September 15, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    We almost got divorced over the last dog we had. I'm not bringing three more home to enhance our marriage. Thank you very much. They looked like it to me, but I can't tell. We can go to the pound tonight if you want to check them out.

     
  • At 9:25 AM, September 15, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    *big puppy eyes*

    Think of the children and how much they would LOVE to have a doggy...

    I almost picked one up last year on dove opener. A blonde lab pup followed us out. He didn't have any tags and looked a little thin. If we had shot a dove and he retrieved it one of us was going to HAVE to take him home.

    Army of Dad

     
  • At 9:41 AM, September 15, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    If someone else would help me take care of the dog, I'd be all over it. But, I am not going to be the ONLY one to play with the thing, scoop its poop, take care of it, etc.

    Can you tell this hit a nerve?

     
  • At 1:10 PM, September 15, 2004, Blogger Bane said…

    I'm sure there is a needy laboratory you could have sold them to for a nice piece of coin. Kind of like fate, taking the Labs to the lab, eh?

     
  • At 2:07 PM, September 15, 2004, Anonymous Anonymous said…

    Now that is just wrong!

    :))

    Army of Dad

     
  • At 4:22 PM, September 15, 2004, Blogger Uzz said…

    Taking care of pup sounds right up mini-Uzz's alley...he is ALWAYS talking about his last dog like they were friends in a 1920s era novel.

     
  • At 11:18 PM, September 15, 2004, Blogger Army of Mom said…

    Yeah, the kid talks a good game, but when it comes to actually playing with, cleaning up after and feeding an animal, it is up to AoM to do all the shitty work. These were cute little dogs, though. I actually had a brief moment of insanity and talked about adopting both pups if they're at the pound. Dear God, what am I saying?

     

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