Sunday- The Day of Lost Animals

Boo was found on a Sunday. I will never regret saving her; even when she is very mischievous. Yet, no matter how much I love this one cat, in general I will always be more of a dog person.

Ever since the loss of Hannah and the day I had to say goodbye to Madison there has been something missing, somewhat of a void. Boo does a fairly good job of keeping this in check for me but it never goes away. Maybe it is because I feel guilty that I had to give Madison away and I need to find away to clear my conscience. I am not quite sure how to explain it completely but I do know that the seventeen hours I had that stray dog, Roxy, in my possession I felt a little more complete. I know I did the right thing but it hurts...

Today is going to be a long day.

We saved a life but no good deed goes unpunished...