How I Met My Dog

As I'm sure you know, this week is the 5th anniversary of Hurricane Katrina. In case you weren't aware of that, just turn on CNN and watch the anchors narrate and comment on their own reporting from five years ago. Yes, Rick Sanchez really, really loves himself.

Those of you who have been reading Rubinville for years know that Emma is a rescue from New Orleans after Katrina. She was found in a cardboard box in an alley nursing three puppies. She had a collar on, but with no tags on it, and the phenomenal people at the Humane Society of New York brought her and her puppies up here to NYC.

Miraculously, her puppies were pretty healthy and were adopted a few weeks after making the trip to NYC. Emma however, was really sick with ringworm disease which was very common for the animals that survived. After almost 6 full months of rehabilitation, being fed in her crate and getting all kinds of medication, Emma was finally healthy and ready to be adopted.

She was the only dog we looked and I couldn't possible imagine having any other dog five years later. I guess the point is that out of something truly beyond horrible, that a few good things did come out of it. This is just one thing that affected me personally, but there are thousands of other situations just like this one.

There's a big street fair, actually kinda reminiscent of New Orleans, out on the street in front of my apartment today. I think I'll let Emma have full access to street meat today...