...long ago when i was a society girl i would tell people that i'm a humanitarian when they asked me what i did for a living. i didn't want to say 'house wife' because at the time i had not a house and 'apartment wife' sounds disgusting. but i never did anything good for anyone because for the most part i am not fond of humanity; the people who i like and would want to help don't need it. but i'm not a total a-hole, just mostly. i like dogs, but not all dogs. some dogs just have a really look about them and you can tell they're good dogs.
a shelter in a small town out east uses gas chamber euthanasia. i have mixed feelings about this, carbon monoxide is a pretty painless way to die but the method of doing it is quite cruel. they shove several dogs at a time in a small metal box and gas 'em. the noise the gas makes scares them. it takes several minutes to work and it only works well on healthy adult dogs. on puppies, old dogs and pregnant dogs it takes much longer.
for the past few months i've been making internet postings about many of the dogs in the shelter, the ones who have have that good look to them. and until today they've all been adopted. but today one didn't make it. it's really discouraging and it makes me feel like i should stop paying attention to this shelter because eventually this is going to happen again and again and again. but then i feel even worse ignoring the problem.
i don't know why i'm writing about this, maybe because i feel like this poor dog deserves some sort of acknowledgement.
he was a good one. i can tell.