Peach And Plaster!

Today has been a great day! This morning, after a month of planning, Roger and Mary Peach, from Wichita, Kansas, arrived safely with precious cargo—Miss Dee and Mr. R.!

In early November, I received an urgent phone call from Roger, about these two dogs. Near the end of our conversation, I gave him my e-mail address and this is what  he e-mailed to me:

"Please take a minute to read about R & D, [ they lived in a field behind a place named R & D Camperland] these dogs have went from being impossible for animal control to even get near, let alone catch, to living in our garage for the last two months. This has been the longest, most expensive and most time consuming rescue we have ever done, and of course the pain of watching these dogs suffer through all kinds of weather. R is the male Basset mix, unfortunately he was hit by a car just a few weeks before we were able to get him, he needs surgery, but we can't afford to have it done. We have had both of them sterilized and Rabies shots. We have six rescue dogs so we are way over what the law allows. They have been introduced to our dogs and are doing a good job of adjusting. Neither one of them are vicious toward people, they love a good back scratch or belly rub. We can't keep them, but we don't want to see R euthanized, we have put ourselves in a very difficult position, if somebody reports us we will be forced to make that decision about R that nobody wants to make. We are willing to travel at our expense. I am well aware of the strain the economy has put on shelters, but we are looking for that organization that can make room for one or two more dogs. At the bottom of the enclosed attachment is some pictures of them.

Thank you,

Roger and Mary Peach

Wichita, Kansas"

Roger's letter touched my heart, so I showed it to Tony, and then we had a lengthy discussion about these two dogs. Two days later, I sent Roger an e-mail, telling him that we would take their rescued dogs. Since that day, Roger, Mary and I have stayed in touch with each other.

This morning when they arrived in their van, Tony put Mr. R. and Miss Dee in Beckham's old pen. Then they went to the barn with Tone, to help him unload a large sack of dog food, dog treats and vitamins, that they donated to us. When I walked up to greet them, we talked about their six hundred and fifty mile trip, and then they told us more about the dog's history.

Then we took off to Miss Dee's and Mr. R.'s pen, so I could meet them, and give them some hot dogs. I fell in love with the dogs the second that I saw them! As we petted the dogs, Roger and Mary told us that probably the best home for them would be a home without cats. They don't know how they would do with children, and they are house broken. They think Mr. R. is about three to four years old, and Miss Dee is two to three years old. And, the best news was Mr. R.'s leg has healed and he is using it! Mary and Roger are hoping that they can be adopted out together, but they understand if that is not possible. I promised them that I would do my best to keep them together, since all that they have been through.

Tony and I had a fun visit with Mary and Roger inside the trailer, and outside in Outer Space. They left around noon, so they could head back to Wichita, Kansas. During lunch, I told T. that I really liked Mary and Roger, and I could not believe that they had done so much for those two dogs, over the past two years, and then driving them all of the way down here, so we can find them a forever home. That says a lot about them in my book. It's weird Tone, do you know that everyone that we know from Kansas, the Peach and Plaster families, are great people and animal lovers. Those two dogs are great, and I hope that we can find them their forever home, real soon."

After cleaning up the kitchen, I asked Tony to help me get a splinter out of my thumb. "I think I got it yesterday, but I'm not sure. My thumb is throbbing!"

"Nance," Tone said. "I can't see worth a darn. Put a potato on it."

"Put a potato on it?"

"Yes, it will pull the splinter out," Tony said, as he sliced off the top of a red potato. "Here, put this on your splinter." I put the spud slice on my thumb, and kept it there for over an hour. The splinter is gone!

Y'all have a great evening!