Sometimes you try and do a good thing and it bites you in the ass.
I don't make a lot of personal posts so please bear with me.
I don't make a lot of personal posts so please bear with me. #Rufus hasn't been doing well for the past week or so. I mean, he's 13 (at least), and has slowed down due to age, but the past week or two he's been acting like every movement is a Herculean effort. A few times in the past couple of weeks his rear legs have given out on him completely to where I've had to pick him up and carry him which is, in itself, telling. Rufus has always hated being carried and struggled continuously when I did so. Yesterday while petting him I noticed two golf-ball sized things up under his chin. Now, they may be benign lipomas as Rufus is covered with them (one one each thigh, one on each shoulder, one on his chest and a few smaller bumps here and there) or they may be indicative of something else. I'm no vet and aside from emergency medic battlefield training I have no medical experience whatsoever, but these new things seem to be where your or mine lymph nodes are located....
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If jr. shoots them both and sets the house on fire because of his toxic upbringing you're morally, ethically, and legally off the hook, plus, you were just being a nice guy.
But, like anything, whether or not to become involved is debatable. I choose to get involved. Why? Because sometimes no one else has the courage to step up and do the right thing.
Calling social services yourself to say you have concerns makes more sense. Introducing yourself and spending more time outside to interact with the family might also be a better choice, if you want to get actually involved.
I'm not saying you were wrong to speak up, just that you spoke to the wrong people.