Friday, March 30, 2007
Someone keep us from going down to the shelter. No, really. I don't think we can be trusted.
My Nick - "[Company name], this is Nick. How can I help you?"

Sarah Smile - "Hey hun, it's me."

My Nick - "Oh hi. What's up?"

Sarah Smile - *deep breath* "Nick, I need you to just tell me NO."

My Nick - "NO."

Sarah Smile - "But if you could see her eyes and her ......... protruding ribs and .................. THAT FACE ........."

My Nick - "Yes."

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5 Comments:

Blogger Minoa said...

HELP! THEY NEED AN ADULT!

Anonymous Anonymous said...

I so want to kiss that little face all over.

Say No to drugs not doggies.

Blogger Valancy Jane said...

Colsy - Yeah, and if that adult wanted to do our taxes too, that would be great.

DD - My concerns are that at her age, with her undernourishment, that she's going to have a lot of very expensive medical problems. We have lots of love to give, but we don't think we'd be doing anyone any favors if we got in over our head.

Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, I know how it is. The desire is there but reality kicks in too. Completley understand. If I took home every homeless animals I saw, well, I would have all of them!

I know that if it were possible you guys would adopt all the animals you could. You'd be the Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt of Orphaned Animals, on steroids.

That's how big your hearts are.

Blogger Valancy Jane said...

Ha! "the Angelina Jolie and Brad Pitt of Orphaned Animals" I love it! I'm so quoting that!

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