And to all a good night.....

Christmas Eve....I'm more the spiritual type...but here goes...Our first Christmas with Cuda is so special...this year we have even less funds than the last few years but we have her and we have each other.  We are feverishly working on getting to California...we've too much invested now, there's no turning back.  Along with the efforts Scott, Joey and the home zoo, we are relying on the spirit of Cuda's mom to guide us through these next few months.  I never thought about her till tonight, Christmas Eve.

Is she alive?  If so, is she warm?  How many times has she been bred and how many puppies has she nursed? How many times did she have to choose between eating herself and feeding them?  Did she even get to love them? How heavy was the chain around her neck while she gave birth?  I've seen it, I've been there...not for her, but for many female pit bulls, left weary and discarded to starve to death in the streets when they could no longer produce.  How many have become bait for their own offspring to train with?  I think of Cuda's siblings, all generations...how many came out to the expectations of the breeder?  How many didn't make it and how many were drowned?
So my little Cuda with the weight of all of this experience on your crooked shoulders....I promise in the spirit of your mom to take care of you for as long as you shall grace this planet.  And to all a good night.