In the last few weeks, the South and the Midwest has been through untold misery and grief, stuff that would rival biblical plagues. Most of us thank whoever it is we thank in moments like this that our family, possessions and our lives were not treated similarly. And it’s hard to find anything positive or uplifting when we see so much devastation. Here is Mason’s story:
You could see that vet. tear up just relating the story.
I was ready to throw my computer out of the window when told that his owners, the ones that motivated him to crawl back to for 2 weeks, on two broken legs, did not want him anymore, double smacks to the head for them. But of course this has to have a happy ending (why post it otherwise?) so now Mason is getting the medical help he needs and a new owner. Man’s best friend, indeed.
As an aside, one of the perks of being an author is getting to plug certain charities that I find worthy. I have mentioned The Red Cross in other posts, but in times like these, when people just like you and me, have nothing but the clothes on their back, it’s times like these where we need to renew our “human being” credentials and help those that really need it.