Super-heroines Make Unrepentent Ex Girlfriends

About three weeks ago, I had an interesting conversation with my ex.

In the midst of relating the story of a recent puppy rescue, he interrupted and declared, “Stop rescuing puppies and trying to fill holes. This is why we didn’t make it in the first place. You spend too much time on your animals and not enough time on your relationship and your boyfriend.”

I stopped for a beat, took a deep breath, and recalled the actual reasons we didn’t make it–an insidious network of lies that I am only now beginning to unravel, plus the many side affects of his alcohol/drug abuse including a desperate need to pursue sexual liaisons with multiple partners.

Not being one to take the bait, (among other things he’s a bully and loves to stomp you into submission via futile argument) I finished my story about the puppy.

When we hung up, I sat for couple minutes and thought about what he said…then I smiled to myself, grabbed my phone, and messaged the rescue organization to tell them how certain I was that I’m that puppy’s new mom.


I can write with 100% certainty that every moment I’ve spent on rescue, ie., healing and loving an animal, has been worth it and I am good with that. Yeah, this is America–he is entitled to his opinion about that but I’m also entitled to my happiness.

Right now it just so happens that means waking up to one cat sitting on my pillow purring into my ear as the other sits on my chest purring into my heart, a foster puppy’s head gently resting on my shin while she sleepily gnaws on her doggie bone, and Singer’s cold wet snout burrowed into my armpit snoring loudly.

Someday (soon I have a feeling), there will be another human body symphonically snoring next to me, and (I also have the feeling) he will have no problem with my super-hero side job of being an Animal Rescuer.

I have absolutely no problem holding out for him either. : )


The Gratitude Chronicle D.6.2013

dogs are more necessary

Hello everybody, I’m Krystynna and I’m an animal rescuer.

It’s not easy… You have to work a “real” job to pay for the honor of this occupation. You’ve got to be strong and I mean real strong, because the things you’ll see are inconceivable–so horrific in fact that you’ll often find yourself questioning the worth of your own species.

It’s maddening, sad, and makes you cry sometimes.

No, actually, it makes you cry a lot of the times. But that doesn’t stop you.

You dry your eyes, reclaim your vision, and move forward as quickly as you can because there are still so many more who need your help.

pups from AAAREscue

Today’s journal is dedicated to All Aboard Rescue, 9News, and all of the Coloradoans who stepped up for these two little guys plus 68 more:

Thanks to y’all, tonight’s tears are grateful ones.

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