Maybe a story will WOW you, so here is how I pick my numbers I count the cats and dogs sleeping on my bed when I post, you might notice it the first number is a bit high, one might think I'm just a crazy pet person, I guess I have become one but, not by choice it is instead a result of honoring my word.
When I became a disabled vet, I learned I suffered from PTSD I just couldn't handle being around people, my counselor recommended a program where you volunteer at an animal rescue, sounded pretty cool so I called and started first feeding tiny baby kittens, it was so amazing holding them on your chest feeding them they would look in your eyes and just purr away and pass out. I know it doesn't sound like much but it made me feel like I wasn't some monster if these tiny innocent babies could look in my eyes and find comfort, my mommy side had slowly begun to return. I want to keep this short so I'll skip to a year later. I had adopted 2 cats and a very serious hard luck story dog, I'll save that for the next story LOL. The lady who ran the place had adopted most of the "unadoptable" ones consisting of partially blind, droolers, old and deformed, people tend not to want ones less than perfect, in fact both my cats and dog came from this group.
Many times after hours we would get together and just talk, it was on one of these nights the owner said, with tears in her eyes if anything ever happens to me please take care of my babies, don't let them go to the pound or other rescues promise you guys will take care of them personally. We all made the promise, gave our word, 3 months later she died of a heart attack. I often wonder if somehow she knew something was going to happen. Other rescue groups came to the rescue and helped adopt out and took the ones in the rescue, it was amazing how close knit and supportive they were. Here is where the end comes LOL It was time we honored our promise, I will be honest here I did NOT want anymore cats or dogs, I was fine with mine so honoring the promise came with conflicting emotions, I knew as long as I found a perfect person to adopt some she would be fine with that. We sometimes got in people who didn't care about perfection matter a fact they wanted imperfection, she would put them
through the process and adopt out one of the newer ones.
We managed to split them up between the 3 of us, one of the other ladies really let us down by not taking her fair share, not everyone stands by their promises and word. So that how I pick my numbers. This summer I must find homes for the 3 dogs and some cats BUT only to the right person! because I not as strong as I once was it's become to difficult for me, but I'm sure she understands

Doing the right thing isn't always easy, sometimes its the hardest thing you will ever have to do.
Thats my first Tuesday in April story. LMAO almost forgot my number...(5 cats 3 dogs and me) 531