Murphy’s Tale Grows Longer

So how do you feel about those people at that place you used to live?

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Do you want me to bite them?  Because I'll bite them!  Slow your roll there Fighting Irish.

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Actually, I have mixed feelings about those people.  At first I just wanted our rescuers to open out cages and turn their backs for five minutes.  If anything were left, they could bury the pieces at their leisure.

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Then I found out that hoarding is a neurological problem, not a psychological  one.  It is more closely related to Parkinson's than OCD.  You wouldn't blame someone with Parkinson's for shaking.  It's not their fault.  It's the disease.

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That being said, even though there is supposed to be a trial for animal abuse and cruelty, if those people are still on the outside, chances are they are still hoarding animals.  They can't help themselves.

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Will you have to testify at the trial?  Not exactly.  The agency took photos of all of us at the house and later after we'd been cleaned and fed.  They will be offered into evidence.

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So, while I understand that these people have an illness, I still hope they are put in jail.  I think that is the only way they will stop hurting animals,

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I try not to think about those days. I prefer thinking about food!

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Gone Baby (Blanket), Gone

Today my dad announced that his church secured a shipping container and was taking donations to be sent to Ukrainian refugees in Europe. I told some neighbors, and we all scrambled to gather what things we could to help. I donated these baby blankets that I had made. My mom asked if I were sure that I wanted to do that. Sure, ’cause now I have an excuse to make more!

Years ago, as an exercise, I read a children’s book in Chinese. It was about Anna from the Ukraine, and it followed the story of her scarf. Her childhood scarf moved with her through her life…sometimes functioning as her babushka, later as a picnic blanket when dating her soon-to-be-husband. Later it was her shawl as she and her husband moved to America. When they started their family, it became the baby’s blanket. Eventually the scarf was so worn that the now-grown daughter made it into a quilt that she used for her own baby. It makes me wonder if one of the modest blankets donated in the coming months might someday have a similarly interesting story to tell.

Would of the puppies in Europe like some of my baths? I would gladly donate them.