Saturday, October 18, 2008

Why I don't have a recipe for you this week.

I was all set to whip up a little sussy for you and give you a recipe Thursday night while about ten kids played around in my house.

Through the door ran my little neighbor looking for Angela, our 11 year old neighbor who was playing upstairs with Olivia and Sadie.

Her little puppy had been hit by a car.

She was, for the fourth time this year, heartbroken. This family loves animals but does not necessarily have the the ability to really care for the animals they adopt. They often bring home puppies someone has given them but neither feed them consistently or give them shelter. These puppies are left to roam the streets all day, often coming to our house looking for the dog food we store in our garage.

This little guy was probably just ten weeks old and had been living at their house for at least a month. He's always left in the front yard and tonight, he ran out in front of a car. A 15 year old niece had been staying in the house and was showing off how she could back the car down the driveway when she hit the dog. Three other of their puppies have died this exact same way in the last six months.

When I got out there, Angela was crying hysterically and trying to clear the dead puppy from the road. Her mother was cussing a blue streak at the children trying to find out what happened since the niece had lied and said she had not been driving the car.

I asked Angela if I could please take care of the little puppy corpse so she could go inside and not have to see the mess. My kids had also run outside so I told Darius to take them in as well. We have enough kids crawling into our bed at night as it is. We don't need anything that could cause extra nightmares.

The whole incident was really sad but really frustrating, too. Angela came over to our house and called her dad. She told him she wanted to come live with him or at the very least, get a new puppy. In my mind, it would just be more of the same and the dog would probably meet a similar demise. She also said that she wanted her cousin, who hit the dog, to move out. Along with puppies, the family also has a penchant for taking in troubled relatives. The last cousin that lived with them broke into our house one day while we were out and stole a bunch of stuff.

Band-aids and knee jerk reactions are common everywhere, I know. There's so much chaos with this neighborhood and this family in particular it's maddening when you see the same mistakes being made over and over again and apparently no change in behavior or decision making.

Prayerfully, we'll see this change over time. If not, I may have to install a electronic dog fence in their yard one day while they're gone. It could totally work. Maybe not for the cousins, but at least for the puppies.

12 comments:

Avery said...

Poor little puppy:(

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Holli said...

poor puppy, poor girl......

2nd Cup of Coffee said...

This is one amazing blog.

Anonymous said...

YOU are an amazing disciple of our Lord. I have just started reading your blog and amazing and inspired by your spirit. Thank you -

coneymana said...

I see this same cycle played out time and again with the kids I supervise on probation in Tarrant County. It is heart breaking and I often feel as if I am banging my head on the proverbial wall. May God continue to give you strenth as you are such a blessing.

Kelley said...

Awwww!! Poor little puppy!!! I love puppies!!!

Annie

Henley on the Horn said...

You have an amazing heart for your neighbors. I admire you!

daughter of the King said...

I think the hardest part is watching the kids learn the same destructive patterns from the parents. What generation is going to say ENOUGH and make the hard changes. Keep showing those kids that there is something better and that there is at least one family in their neighborhood that doesn't live in constant chaos.

Kim said...

You sweet freind are that shining light God has placed in that neighborhood to show the cycle can be broken. Keep up the faith!

Sarah said...

So sad. My heart breaks for the children caught in these kind of situations. And then I get fuming angry when I think of the parents that just continue in this endless cycle of hopelessness. Only Christ can change it to a life of hope!

You are a saint to carry a dead puppy away from the scene.....I think I would have just hidden inside and prayed. :-)

Casey said...

You heart for the Lord is shown through your heart for the people around you. You truly are being His hands and feet. Plus, you are a blessing to all of us who read your blog!

I just pray that the little girl's family sees what they are doing to the animals, as well as to their little girl. :(