For some reason, I am an emotional wreck today. It is probably due to a major increase in work-related stress; hospice nursing can really take on a person's mental state. You have to always pretend to be happy and strong for your patients and their families, when somedays all you want to do is sit down and have a good cry with them. Yes, I know I am not supposed to get attached to the people I take care of, but it is very difficult to provide good care without forming some sort of bond to these people. The stress and fatigue add up quickly, and before I realize it, I am spending my evenings trying to fight back the tears. Yes, it is time to take a vacation!
OK now that I got that off my chest, what I really wanted to share with you was the story of Two Bobbies. This story made me (once again) a little teary-eyed. I read it on another woman's blog tonight, and I thought it was so sweet I had to share. Apparently, there is a children's book coming out with the same name, and it is based on the true story of a cat and a dog, both named Bobbie for their bobbed-tails, who were left behind during Katrina.
The story is that a construction worker picked up the animals one day after they started playing with his dog, and he took them to the shelter. The man told the shelter staff that when he found them they were very thin, so he began to feed them. However, he found that the two were such good friends that if he tried to separate them, the dog would "bark its head off," and if he even tried to pick up the cat, the dog would growl. The shelter workers noticed the same things, and in order to keep the peace, they had to keep the animals in the same cage. They finally came to realize that the cat was blind, and the dog had been leading her through the ruins of New Orleans following the hurricane.
The animals were eventually adopted together by a woman who owns a 50-acre ranch in Oregon on which she runs a therapeutic equestrian program for children. How sweet is that story?!?!?