As rescuers, we know that darkness can bring light. Often we just do not realize it when we are at the bottom of what appears to be an impenetrable black abyss, until we begin the long climb back into daylight. Four years ago, our good friend Betty adopted Pearl from Red Bucket. Truly the match was a perfect blend of … Read More
Good-bye to Pearl
The number was 565, it was hot glued onto her right hip. Her feet were so horribly over grown and poorly shod with too many nails…and too little care. She was so painful that she kept shifting her weight every second or so…we always likened it to a lady wearing stilettos that were far too tight, at a party that … Read More
Happy Birthday Pearl
She had been so degraded and repeatedly abused, that she had given up….almost as if she had a resolute understanding of what that hip number 565 really meant. She wouldn’t make eye contact, and she shifted her weight from foot to foot with the obvious discomfort of a woman standing miserably in the corner of a party in ill fitting … Read More