Emily_Babbelhund
Mama Red HOT Pepper
- Location
- Regensburg, Germany
I'm feeling quite anxious about today. One of my intentions about this visit to Spain was to visit the shelter Carbon came from. I've kept in touch with the shelter head (Concha) since we left four years ago, sending her photos and videos of both Carbon and Vizzy every few months. As someone who has had fosters, I know how much that makes your day. Being head of a shelter in Spain must also be very depressing sometimes, so I think a little happy news now and then about an adopted dog has got to be welcome. Concha is always lovely about replying.
So I've reached out to her and asked if she'd like us to visit and today is the day. I know it will be positive with Concha, but I'm worried about my own reaction of seeing all the other dogs. They are all potential Carbóns or Ginnys or Talias or Vizzys - if someone would just take them out and love them as individuals. It just makes me so sad. Not that they aren't well-cared for at the shelter. This is a private shelter, not the perrera (the local government run places that the Germans call 'kill stations'). But they still live in outdoor concrete runs and have limited human contact. Some live in the shelter their entire lives.
I've also managed to worry about Carbón in this scenario, i.e. "What if he thinks that I am taking him there to leave him?" I know this is absolutely ridiculous. Carbón is the most bullet-proof dog I've ever had. He simply doesn't worry about ANYTHING for very long, unless it's food. But my brain has latched onto this thought and is unhelpfully spinning on it.
Anyway, heading off at 11am this morning, hopefully it all goes well and by noon I'm feeling silly that I even worried!
So I've reached out to her and asked if she'd like us to visit and today is the day. I know it will be positive with Concha, but I'm worried about my own reaction of seeing all the other dogs. They are all potential Carbóns or Ginnys or Talias or Vizzys - if someone would just take them out and love them as individuals. It just makes me so sad. Not that they aren't well-cared for at the shelter. This is a private shelter, not the perrera (the local government run places that the Germans call 'kill stations'). But they still live in outdoor concrete runs and have limited human contact. Some live in the shelter their entire lives.
I've also managed to worry about Carbón in this scenario, i.e. "What if he thinks that I am taking him there to leave him?" I know this is absolutely ridiculous. Carbón is the most bullet-proof dog I've ever had. He simply doesn't worry about ANYTHING for very long, unless it's food. But my brain has latched onto this thought and is unhelpfully spinning on it.
Anyway, heading off at 11am this morning, hopefully it all goes well and by noon I'm feeling silly that I even worried!