You know, sad as it is, I've gotten to the point where I just don't help people anymore. Either your effort is ignored or unappreciated; somehow, if they notice it, it's never enough. In more cases than I like to admit, I've heard whines of "I need more!" Seriously? You are an adult (in terms of age at least) and aren't trying to help yourself, and it's *my* fault because I didn't do more for you? Sad, really.

Now, the only charity my wife and I help is that we foster dogs from local shelters. The dogs are victims, by and large, and BOY do they appreciate a warm bed, leftovers, and pets. (Not to mention a yard to run in.)

"If you take in a dog and feed it, it will not turn and bite you. This is the main difference between a man and a dog." - Mark Twain.