My hubby is the administrator of our local shelter. He's been there about a year. He handed in his resignation letter today. The shelter is run by a board of directors who frankly are a bunch of idiots! There are several who are great and who have been on the board for a few years, but a couple of the new members are animal rights activitists. There's a big difference between animal welfare groups and animal rights groups. Those few people are making things impossible around the shelter. I think they'd really like to see no animals adopted ever. The staff are immature, sneaky little brats. The last administator was pretty much a drunk and they could do whatever they wanted, which meant very little work got done. Stuart actually expects them to do their jobs so most of them hate him.
For the past few weeks, he's been a bear to live with--stressed out and cranky. The job is not well paid so there isn't even a financial benefit for us. It's just reached a point where there is no benefit at all for him, our family or even the shelter. His heart is not in the job anymore. So he handed in his resignation letter today. He's done by the end of the month, maybe sooner. He's happier already.
I have mixed feelings--I'm fully supportive of his decision. Not worried about money at all. He'll find something to do, he always does. I pay most of our big bills anyway since I make much more. The critters will still get their food and a roof over their little heads. But most of our family came from that shelter. I really liked being involved there for a long time. I'm a little sad to see that end. It was also a good job for Stuart. His back is a mess and he's not supposed to do heavy labour anymore. I'm a little worried he'll go back to that and end up in even more pain.
But there is good stuff too....
For a couple years we have been talking about starting a rescue specifically for working sled dogs. The shelter doesn't like to take dogs from mushers and there aren't any other options for them. We'd have to be really specific about our intake requirements or we'd end up with entire kennels dumped, but maybe we could save a few sled dogs from being put down or abused. We are already looking into the requirements to set up a rescue here.
Every Wednesday night for over two years, we have run a bingo for the society. I HATE bingo. Truly, from the bottom of my soul HATE it. I hate working at it, hate organizing it. It takes tons of time to organize, the volunteers never show up. It's a huge PITA. Next week is the very last bingo we will be working at. I might do a happy dance while I'm selling tickets!
Plus, our foster dog, Deuce is now staying. The shelter staff thought he should be killed as he has a bump on his nose--apparently all dogs with a nose bumps are aggressive and need to be put down. Stuart brought Deuce home instead of listening to that nonsense. Deuce is not aggressive--he's hyper and had no training. He's learning though and he's a happy, happy boy. His pic is in dog general right now. He can't go back to the shelter; they'd kill him; and no one else has been interested in him, so he's staying now.
Sorry for the long post....I'm done ranting now.
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