We may or may not be what you would expect:
We live in a humble home, though we are fortunate that home is on 1.25 acres, the back 1/2 acre fenced.
We are able to point to any home repair that hasn’t been done and lay blame on the dog that wandered in at the time, requiring medical care, preventing said repair.
The Crazy Dog Lady works in landscape maintenance, The Crabby Man in building maintenance. We are not destitute, but put it this way, a fun evening involves The Crabby Man bringing home bubble wrap from work and eating posh involves Ruffles potato chips, when they are not on sale.
Our last vacation was in 1996, when we were married. Since that time, together, we have been away from home a total of 4 days, only 2 of them consecutively. While The Crabby Man often gets away for overnight camping trips, The Crazy Dog Lady is afraid to leave the kids with a babysitter.
Are we dog collectors? Hardly. Less dogs is our goal. 4 would be the perfect number for The Crazy Dog Lady, while The Crabby Man has his heart set on 2.
I can’t give you all the details of how we got to where we are in this segment as it would negate the need for the Blog itself. Suffice it to say, however, that we did not intend, and would prefer not, to be in the position we are.
Despite our feelings on the issue, the bottom line is this: We helped these dogs and doing so was the result of choices. Our position is of our own doing even if the outcome is not what we wanted. Therefore the health and happiness of every last one of the Doggie Dozen is our responsibility and that responsibility is taken very seriously, even if it means we have to do without things that other people feel are necessities.
But in the end, for all the dog hair, the cleaning, the exhaustion and the ‘inconveniences’, not a day goes by where we aren’t paid back exponentially for our efforts in love and laughter.
There is only 1 best dog in the world, just so happens we have all 12 of them 🙂
Read about the Cast of Run A Muck Ranch at https://ranchrunamuck.wordpress.com/category/the-cast-of-run-a-muck-ranch/
EDIT: June 27, 2013. We really stepped in it. Back in March we took in a foster ‘puppy’ as a favor. She was young and cute, a no brainer for rehoming, right? WRONG! This particular cute little puppy was much older than believed, and had survived on the streets, without human intervention for the most part, through all of her imprint periods. What we are left with is a pure feral, absurdly cute and puppy looking wolf child, that will never be as cuddly as anyone looking at her would want her to be.
As luck would have it, The Hoard, especially the stupid ones, and Emmi were tickled pink over having a youngster to train, and the little wolf child undeniably loves The Hoard, especially the stupid ones, and most especially Emmi.
With the infestation of dogs already living at Run A Muck Ranch, the inclusion of one that doesn’t want a whole lot of people attention, well, the stars aligned to send her to the right place.
EDIT: September 7, 2014. Facebook is EVIL! Back in June, we got word of 2 dogs in immanent danger. We don’t see the logic in commenting about what a shame the circumstances are. Comments don’t help, action does. The result:
Pablo, who has already received his promise he can stay here forever. His age (6) and taste for human flesh is a turnoff for most people. At least he doesn’t eat much!
10 year old, nearly 90 pound Gertie. Not many people want to adopt 10 year old, let alone a 10 year old moose. While Gert isn’t unhappy here, a home with 13 other dogs really isn’t the best place for her. For that reason, we are trying to find her a better home. That being said, if no one else steps in to make her a princess, we’ll just stop looking. While it would be sad if she has to settle for us, we would still be very lucky to call her one of us.