Originally published 9/12-13 on:
I spent the last two hours with rescuing this puppy I heard screaming for his life. Ran to the situation and saw him on the edge of drowning in a hole filled with water and I pulled him out. Then I walked him back to my apartment and dried him and fed him. He is now returned back with his family. Nobody was here in this very secluded area except me to hear him.
Of course I care for him. And his family. Now they are outside my door and eating some catfood… Yeah, I also feed the local homeless cats a bit, and they all want to come in and stay here, I guess. It most probably beats living outside and covering themselves with dry leaves to keep warm and depending on what food they can find in the garbage.
It all raises many questions for me. I just live here very temporary and these dogs got to be tough in their life, if nobody will take care of them. I just saved a life and if I was a little kid this would be local frontpage news… (In a small town that is, like this one.)
What life did I bring this cute puppy back into? Am I evil?
This little puppy loves just about everyone and almost everything. It is grateful to have saved a being that is still good. That is all I need to know. I would do that rescue again and again if I had to.