today i went to the hartford county animal shelter. it's a grim sort of place, but at least the animals are dry and sheltered and fed and watered. for ten days, and then they're euthanized, unless, of course, someone takes them home.
most of the dogs are traumatized to say the least, a lot are agressive, all of them confused. i brought rawhide chews and a pile of old blankets and i did a lot of reiki. it wasn't much, but it was something.
i came home to find that Beloved received a new estimate... for nearly two/thirds less than the original we received a couple days and left us reeling. it might not feel like much, stacked against the weight of everything else, but it's something.
i find that when you really want to make lemonade out of life's lemons, you have to add a little sugar of your own.
and furthermore, the war will end. blessed be.