Surprise Me

When I'm home, I still look forward to receiving the mail.  I don't know what I expect to receive in it but it seems I keep hoping.  Today I received an offer for a great rate on a magazine subscription and a letter from a charity asking for money.  Neither is too exciting and both are in the recycling bin.  Maybe tomorrow that super exciting thing will arrive.  Finally.

I don't mind the magazine offer but I am troubled by the charity request.  Oddly enough, the fact that it comes from a charity I support makes it bother me more.  I understand that once an organization knows someone has an interest in their cause, as evidenced by a donation, they look to that person for further support.  They always need money to keep operating.  But they also spend money and use resources sending requests to me.  And it gets to a point where I get a little tired of being asked for more.

This request comes from the local humane society.  I like them.  I have adopted rabbits from them including my wonderful little Powder.  And I have donated a little bit here and there over the years.  But I don't want to keep being asked for more money and I wish they could acknowledge that I have adopted some of their animals.  I also pay to feed these animals regularly once they are in my home.

It would be a surprise to receive some form of recognition for my small degree of involvement with the humane society.  That would be nice.  It's good to feel appreciated for what we have done.  Maybe then I would feel pleased when I see mail from them.  And maybe then I would want to donate when I can.

JAHD