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27 March 2003
Maybe this is going to turn into a monthly thing...or maybe I'll get slack again, who knows. The pain of losing Bo is still fresh, but there was more to tell in February that I just couldn't get out in that last entry. I said earlier that my involvement with Greyhound Crossroads had just about ceased...well, as of the week of Bo's death it DID cease. As I said before, it's hard to be enthusiastic about being in a group where you don't feel wanted. I had not been posting much, but had sent a request for white light for Bo during his illness...and got responses from only a few of the folks that I call friend outside of GC. I was surprised that some of the others that I thought were friends remained silent, but chalked that up to another life lesson for me, the PollyAnna.
The final nail in the coffin came in a series of emails concerning a post I'd made to the Greyhound-L about groups working together. Kim made a response to the L, seeming to try to discount my earlier post and somewhat disparage me in the eyes of the greyhound community. Ah well, such is life. I know what I know, and I know what happened in the situation to which the post pertained, so I went on about my business. I then got two more emails from June, another GC member and close friend of Kim's, that were accusatory, hateful, and just downright mean. I'll not quote any of it here, because to me that would only give validity to her hurtful action. I will say, though, that while June hurt me with her words, Kim hurt me more with her silence. June cc'd the emails to Kim, and Kim made no response whatsoever. Silence implies Consent. Is it any wonder that I signed off of the GC list that very night, wiping out all the photos, bookmarks and other proof that I had ever been a part of that group before I left?
I'm sure that flames will come from this journal posting. Flames I can take. I'm too old to be playing games like a child, and I am quite secure that those I care about know me, and will not be swayed by defamatory words from others. I am proud of my work in greyhound adoption, proud of the fosters that I've housed who have gone on to make great pets, and proud of my accomplishments as a writer and an interpreter. I don't need approval or sanctions from people who sink to the depths mentioned above.
Gosh, now that I've been all healthy and self assured, let me give a quick update on the hounds. All are well! Hunky and Jeany have been switched to a raw diet, and we see some improvement in Hunk's feet. I think we're going to switch over to Wellness Kibble, though...long story there. Profile continues his therapy work, and Liz just maintains status as Queen Of All She Surveys and Tastes. Proud Racer: A Tail of Two Brothers is now in print as of the first of this month, and seems to be meeting with favorable acclaim from those who have read it. I'm working on book three, which is about Liz, title to be decided upon later. Life is good at the Zoo. Finally.
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