Puppy Love

My oldest son has an extra blind spot in the love of animals and plants that he inherited from me. He can count on his own, personal Mother Nature to fill in the gaps with far more humanity than Mother Earth. Playing master to packs of dogs, innumerable plants and Lord knows what needs rescuing from humanity's progress is allot easier when you can count on Mom to do your dirty work.
And here I am again, feeding a full pack sized retinue of dogs bonded to absentee masters. Far more than I am equipped to handle. My one young dog is so far off her training that I may not get her back. The old - near death - dog I hoped would mentor her is diminished greatly.
The good news is that this time he had some clues that Mama's magic has human limits.
But I am still alone with the hard choices. Absentee masters be absent...