Dizzy Dogs Day

This will be probably the third time that I’ve started this blah, I am tired, very tired. I had a meeting last week with the lovely owner of farmer downs plus the gentleman who is running the campsite, they were polite lovely nice and came up with great constructive criticism and was shocked beyond belief that I was doing this not only for the first time, but on my own.

I must be completely honest and say I came home and felt like I had been slapped in the face by a couple of rather large wet, cold fish. I sat down and I cried! What the hell was I doing, is my ego so do large I think I can conquer the world, is my head so big that I think I know whats right and bugger to everybody else? What exactly makes me think I can do this. I was once told I was reinventing the wheel, dear God in heaven, this is one huge flipping wheel.

Those fishes that slapped me across the face have finally, without a doubt, no excuses left, bought me back to Earth. I am not superwoman, indeed, when, if, wearing pants. They really are not over the top of my trousers or skirt, I do not have a big symbol branded into my chest. I really am nothing more than a fat woman with health problems who has a dream….Rather pathetic really.

I tried to take the next day off, to re-coop, to rethink to decide why was Kennedy what my way forward was certainly knew I was never give up that’s just not an option.

So, on this so-called self styled day off. I be thought and I thought and I thought just that little bit more and I realised I just simply, clearly, and rather obviously cannot do this alone. I need help, real help not somebody who is going to offer to help and then I give them a job and then they go away and I never hear from them again.

So we have the party coming up in a weeks time the wonderful Angela and Lynne are coming, plus some other amazing kind, sweet people who, though they don’t know it yet, are going to be begged to help.

At the moment, the biggest problem I have is the media, I need somebody to take on marketing for me. We need to begin to get the word out, we need people to start asking questions, we need to start advertising, we need people to be talking.

Facebook is obviously fantastic, but the reality is that the majority of people on Facebook are already in the game already in the business. They don’t need to know what I’m doing, and the reality is that some of them are aren’t supporting us, either because they have their own rescue, their own issues, their own problems be they a lack of funds or simply because they don’t agree with what I am doing, they are entitled to do that, though I am beginning to get rather irritated at the amount of complaints about us.

So, for anybody who happens to read this, if anybody actually does ever read these, HELP PLEASE even if it’s just to offer to find addresses, for local Oxfordshire/Swindon and send them e-mails, or to find addresses and send e-mails asking for raffle prizes the support for anything.

At the moment I am trying to cover every single angle from arranging agility to clowns and jugglers to Zumba and a toddlers ballet show, to trying to sort ice cream vans, to burgers trying to get businesses involved from animal beds to jewellery to virgin. That’s not of course mentioning the extra stalls, I’m trying to arrange like educational stalls, bogus rescues, bogus breeders, sorting out the web shop here, banners, making, physically making games plus of course the usual the license the insurance not forgetting the toilets, of course I really, really, really need some help. We all know it’s going to go ahead if I can have help. Surely the bigger the better.

My landline is 01235 813616 anyone?