Slumdogs

I have a love/hate relationship with stray dogs. My heart melts when they come up to me wagging their tails and begging for food, but then at night I seethe with rage as they bark and howl incessantly!

Right now across from our house there are ELEVEN puppies

 The other day Z and I plotted to take one from the pile and raise it as are very own...then that night we quickly changed our minds when they kept us up with their whimpering.

This is one of the mama strays...I feed her on a regular basis, she has a gimpy leg and I just feel sorry for her, even on days when her rascally puppies have kept me up all night.