Thinking ahead

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My house is overflowing with sadness. Too much. Restless sleep, uncomfortable discussions. On we go. Day before yesterday I spotted the news that a rescue group pulled a Red Heeler Mom and her seven pups from under a porch. They got the owner to sign the family over to them and then took the whole shebang down to a shelter near me. My Sally gal is a Blue Heeler. The pups are two weeks old. Seven! Three are adopted out already. Hubby talks about us being too old to take in a pup who could live fifteen years or so. BUT: Mom. Maybe. So I filled out a long and I mean long adoption paper. None of the dogs will be able to be adopted for at least six weeks. That is a pretty good time line from our present sadness. Not that I want dearest Leah gone. Not at all. And Heeler dogs are known for their sometimes insane energy and high prey drive- I live with chickens and cats. Uh oh. I was able to train Sally into sanity. Thinking about Reba the Red Heeler gives me a respite from thinking about Leah. Second: had a nice talk with the renter of my West side house. He wanted to know when we had thought about moving?? I said not this summer. He told me that the smaller shed is totally empty. Yay!! Maybe and I mean maybe if I can get help driving the 5 hours to the house and then back, maybe I could drive a small rental van over and take some items over there. That would be this coming summer. Doing the entire trip in one day would mean no motel stay and no risk there. I know that I am not capable of driving for 10 hours. Think freeways and traffic and speeding, unpredictable vehicles. But if I got help..... Thinking ahead is helping me to not be quite so down. Time will tell.