I arrived too late to meet and thank anyone that helped today, and I don't even know who all was there, but poeple started coming to help around 8am today according to mdd0127, and they got the stuff out of the small shed, small shed moved out of the way, the fish tank and the lathe out of the hosue and into shade/covered / shed, amongst other things. And the four dryer/washers recycled.
I have no way to properly express how important all their / your help is to me, doing all this. I coudln't do any of those things myself, nto now--maybe before all this, I coudl have...but not now, not yet.
I took pics of the work done so far, but am too tired to get them posted just yet. So when i wak eup from my nap I can feel coming, I will upload and post teh pics.
I also wanted tos ayt aht today at work i had a very dificult day--around the time i arrived, a dog showed up at the back and some other people took it in and got it in a kennel with food/water, and did the things needed per company policy/state law/etc., contacting the county animal control/etc. so they can pick it up and quarantine it / try to find it's owners.
Normally that'd be a good thing, but in this case i'm certain her owners don't want her--she's obviously had puppies a month or so ago, and is a little older, and a pit mix of some type, maybe about 50lbs, scarred up, chewed on, etc. she's been in fightsand probably is all wore out to them, so they jsut threw her away,d umping her somewhere and she wandered up to the store.
The thing is, I feel certain that she wandered up there to find *me*, but I'm not allowed to help her--I didn't even find out she was there until she started yipping/barking to be let out so she coudl go find her puppies (was obviosu she watned to), almost an hour into starting work. She's a super sweet girl, and wants to snuggle right up and slobber on ya. The thing that got to me so bad was that her bark was EXACTLY like Nana's when she was hyper-excited to see me and really wanted attention so much she just could't control herself anymore.
But i couldn't jsut walk away from what I was doing to go see what the noise was, especially since it was almsot certainly just one of the dogs brougth in for grooming (which is open before the store in general is); they're very commonly noisy and loud cuz they're being left by their owners and as far as they know beign abandoned, no matter how many times the've been threr and picked up.
Anyway, i eventually had to go up to the office to print labels, and saw her there and interacted with her as much as I could spare time for. She's also a leaning snuggler just like Nana, sitting on your feet and leaning into your legs with her whole body. When I later ran into a manager, I asked, and was told the story, and i said that if they could wait i could contact some people i know that had already volunteered to foster a dog should i find one....iw as told to talk tot eh gneral manager, but he was doing something else at the time and I was still working, and can't just walk away from my job for somethign personal that shoudl be able to wait...
but in this case, it couldn't wait: by the time i could take a break long enough to do the calling around, at lunchtime, she was being picked up right then, and i asked the general manager about it, and was basically told "sorry", as thehy took her away. The guy picking her up wouldn't even respond to me talking to him; he just glared at me and turned away.
i'm still going to follow up with the county animal control as soon as i can on monday (which probably wont' be till llunch break, cuz tehy're not open during any available time before that), to see what they're going to do with her, so i can try to make sure they don't jsut kill her. She doesn't deserve that--she seems to have a pretty hard life already, and deserves somethign better. I might not be the person that can do that, not yet, but I am sure i can find someone that can.
I wish I had at least taken a picture of her...but I didn't even think of it until it was too late.

Most likely i'll just have to remember her as Mama Dog (what I was thinking of her as and what I called her when asking about her since that was an obvious name anyone should know which dog it referenced, given the situation), and as yet another of the far-too-many that I couldn't do anything to help.
So my day is pretty bittersweet; it was so incredibly nice and helpful of those that came by to do all that they did to help me keep what I ahve left safe, and, it was great to at least hvae met her, but very sad to know that most like ly i can't do anythign to help her; it may well be too late already.
And now i really have to let my self sleep, as long and deeply as i can.