After I left Coffee and Conversation with a Cop Saturday morning I headed out 5S toward the Herkimer County Humane Society for their garage sale. Full disclosure: with my headache, long to-do list and limited finances, I was not as excited about going as I might have been. Still, it was a worthy cause, I might find something fun, and I could probably get a blog post out of it.
All kinds of items were spread out across the lawn: Christmas decorations, books, games, household goods and more. A man with a loud voice walked around exhorting people to look at this or that and to purchase 50/50 raffle tickets.
The first thing that caught my eye was a box of tins. Steven especially loves tins. He likes to put Christmas presents in them. “Put a present in a present,” he says. I wanted to take them all but on second thought went through and picked the ones I liked best. Perhaps it would be more accurate to say I eliminated a few I liked least, because I still wound up with quite a pile. It took me three trips to get them all to the table where the workers were taking money.
A nice lady went to get a bag (or bags) for them while I went back through the yard, looking for other treasurers. I hoped to find a couple of good books, and by good books of course I mean trashy romances or murder mysteries. Nothing caught my eye right away, and I decided I should just leave with my pile of tins and have done with.
Paying presented a challenge. Nothing was priced; the lady said to think about the animals and make a donation. Oh dear. When I think about the animals I feel I should give them all the money in my purse. On the other hand, I have expenses of my own. I finally named a price and asked her to throw in a 50/50 ticket. She readily agreed (I did not win).
As I left, I complimented the loud-voiced man on his skills as a barker. He said he had a big mouth (he may have said “loud voice,” I don’t remember) so he used it for good.
“I always say go with your strengths,” I said. I do always say that.
I guess it is appropriate that my first post-Tabby post is about helping the dogs (and cats) at the Humane Society. They are having their annual Mutt Strut on Sunday, June 7. When I said to a co-worker that I no longer have a mutt to strut, she pointed out that the Humane Society would be happy to loan me one. I had forgotten they allow people to come over and walk their dogs sometimes. I must look into that. It is good to walk a dog.
For more information on the Herkimer County Humane Society, visit their website at www.herkhumane.org. You can also Like them on Facebook.
Mohawk Valley Girl 
I used to walk dogs at a local humane society. It is very pleasant exercise, but you will want to bring (at least) one of them home with you.
Yes, I’m afraid I will want to do that. We probably will get another dog someday, but not for a while. In the meantime, I thought volunteering at the humane society would give me a canine company fix in the short term. As well as material for more blog posts.
Just make sure to have a hearty breakfast if you’re going to be walking any Huskies. And maybe wear roller skates.
Oh, not roller skates, unless I want to bounce down the sidewalk on my face. They should probably start me on the smaller dogs, since that is what I am used to.