Sunday, May 16, 2010

Post 6: We Are Their Voice

Hi all,

Sorry I haven't posted yet. I went canoeing with my 7th grade class from Tuesday to Friday and I had something on Saturday.

I volunteered on Monday at Brother Wolf. There was a sickness going around, mainly in the puppies. I watered the dogs over and over again, then socialized the cats. . . sorry to all cat lovers, but those cats were mean! Other than that, there wasn't much to do.

A story from camping: While my class was waiting for dinner, we were playing near the river and field. All of the sudden, a beautiful brown lab SWAM across the river (it was pretty wide). We played for about an hour with her, throwing the stick. She never sat still, and all she wanted to do was fetch; "play, play, play, play, play!" She followed us on a hike, and after we went to bed, at 5:30 am, I woke up to one of my tent mates saying, "Go AWAY!" as softly as she could. The dog had gotten into our tent and slept with us! Eventually our teacher came and got the dog to go away, but not before giving us a strike.

My mom called the vet today. . . not for a happy thing. My dog, Crystal, is an approximately 9 year old wolf and husky mix. We took her from our cousins who moved to Germany last June. They said she was about 6, but we all know that she's older than that. Crystal has bronchitis and congested heart failure. She's not been doing well, and we decided that it was her time. My sister wants to go, and I think she's too young, but of course my parents disagree. I love dogs, but I have seen too many die. First my "guardian angel" Maestro (brain tumor), then my mothers' first dog Hannah (bronchitis and enlarged heart). Mom was heartbroken when Hannah died at the vets; she had her before her oldest, me, was born. Buddy (cancer) was next. Buddy was my dog, and I went to the vet with him, and he died in my arms. I want to go to the vet with Crystal, but I'm not ready for another dog to go. We had her for less than a year, and it wouldn't be the same without her.

Pets come and go, but they'll always be in our hearts. That's why I want to help at Brother Wolf; to help a dog live a better life.

Madi Moser

P.S. Ozzy is still at Brother Wolf!

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