Posted by Blue Sky on Tuesday, February 7, 2012
There
were 24 baskets and travel boxes stacked in my lounge bedroom and
hallway..every cage full of ringy's brushy's all literally dying of
thirst and heat exhaustion...a little one that had come in with bitumen
stuck to his paws and chin nestled in my shirt covered in goo and blue
bandage finally gvies in and dies..I sit back and overwhelmed, just
cry......then the phone rings again...back out we go...damn no air con
in the car...I know we cant save them all but we at least have to try. If not us..who? -
My Black Saturday.
Lest we forget.