This week was, well, it was tough. I won't lie. I've had a couple of bad days and some things happened this week that just can't be changed. But after some time to reflect on the grand universe in which we live and some time in the woods with my girls and some of my awesome friends, I had time to put things into perspective. I had time to realize that I need to appreciate all of the things that make each of our lives unique and special. And no matter how much (or how little) time we have here on Earth, we can have an impact on others and we can make a difference...and sometimes you need to forgive yourself and move on because there are just things that are out of your control.
There's no easy way to say it. No sugar-coating it. No making it seem better. It is just the reality. So I'll just say it, Teddy died this week. Teddy was a 3 year old hound that I met volunteering at the shelter and I immediately fell in love with him...like I do most hounds. Teddy was sweet and lovable and had a big booming voice that he wasn't afraid to use. He was beautiful and had a beautiful soulful look in his eyes and velvety soft ears. And I was considering bringing Teddy home as my next foster. But earlier this week, it was discovered that Teddy had a medical issue that would require him to be quarantined until he got better and right now at the shelter, that is not a good thing to have.
Right now, our shelter is dealing with the investigation of a dog-fighting ring and is currently housing several dogs while the investigation continues. So our shelter is filled to the brim with dogs. Our open-admission, county shelter which is required to house dogs through court-cases, required to house strays, required to take in any dog from any situation-healthy, unhealthy, aggressive or not, from an owner who no longer can care for their dog on their own, or from an owner who just wants to throw their dog away like trash. Our shelter is there to take them in and give them care and shelter and, if possible, to find them a new, loving family.
And when bad things are happening in the community and the shelter becomes over-crowded, some times tough decisions, heart-breaking decisions, need to be made. That is the reality of our county shelters in this country. Animal control comes first...and then as a secondary priority comes finding them new homes. Thousands of dogs(and cats) die in shelters across this country every day. And people are either unaware, don't care, or continue to blame the system or even worse, they blame the people working in the shelters. Yes, the system has it's faults. But those shelters are run with limited resources and little to no help from their communities. And those shelter workers, from my experience, are not cold-hearted. They love animals too and are doing what they can to help in a really tough situation.
I am lucky to volunteer at a shelter that is pretty good compared to other county shelters around the country. We have a pretty decent volunteer program, we have a foster program, and community outreach programs. We try to help people who are a little down on their luck keep their beloved pets. We try to find great homes for all of the dogs and cats that come into our care, but sometimes it's still not enough. What our shelters and homeless pets need is more support from our communities. We need to step-up and realize there is an issue in this country and we need to work together to make things better.
I've learned through the years that I cannot save them all, but I can save some and I can make life a little better for others while they wait at the shelter for their forever home. I know that earlier this week,Teddy got a great walk with our volunteers and I gave him extra love and attention. I know that I did what I could to make his short time here on Earth a little better. I couldn't save him, but I like to think that his life was a little better because of me. And I will go forward in my life knowing that I did what I could for him and I will never forget him. And I'll continue to fight the good fight so maybe in the future, another dog like Teddy won't have to die. In memory of Teddy, I fight on. His short little life will be remembered.
Teddy |
There's no easy way to say it. No sugar-coating it. No making it seem better. It is just the reality. So I'll just say it, Teddy died this week. Teddy was a 3 year old hound that I met volunteering at the shelter and I immediately fell in love with him...like I do most hounds. Teddy was sweet and lovable and had a big booming voice that he wasn't afraid to use. He was beautiful and had a beautiful soulful look in his eyes and velvety soft ears. And I was considering bringing Teddy home as my next foster. But earlier this week, it was discovered that Teddy had a medical issue that would require him to be quarantined until he got better and right now at the shelter, that is not a good thing to have.
Right now, our shelter is dealing with the investigation of a dog-fighting ring and is currently housing several dogs while the investigation continues. So our shelter is filled to the brim with dogs. Our open-admission, county shelter which is required to house dogs through court-cases, required to house strays, required to take in any dog from any situation-healthy, unhealthy, aggressive or not, from an owner who no longer can care for their dog on their own, or from an owner who just wants to throw their dog away like trash. Our shelter is there to take them in and give them care and shelter and, if possible, to find them a new, loving family.
And when bad things are happening in the community and the shelter becomes over-crowded, some times tough decisions, heart-breaking decisions, need to be made. That is the reality of our county shelters in this country. Animal control comes first...and then as a secondary priority comes finding them new homes. Thousands of dogs(and cats) die in shelters across this country every day. And people are either unaware, don't care, or continue to blame the system or even worse, they blame the people working in the shelters. Yes, the system has it's faults. But those shelters are run with limited resources and little to no help from their communities. And those shelter workers, from my experience, are not cold-hearted. They love animals too and are doing what they can to help in a really tough situation.
I am lucky to volunteer at a shelter that is pretty good compared to other county shelters around the country. We have a pretty decent volunteer program, we have a foster program, and community outreach programs. We try to help people who are a little down on their luck keep their beloved pets. We try to find great homes for all of the dogs and cats that come into our care, but sometimes it's still not enough. What our shelters and homeless pets need is more support from our communities. We need to step-up and realize there is an issue in this country and we need to work together to make things better.
I've learned through the years that I cannot save them all, but I can save some and I can make life a little better for others while they wait at the shelter for their forever home. I know that earlier this week,Teddy got a great walk with our volunteers and I gave him extra love and attention. I know that I did what I could to make his short time here on Earth a little better. I couldn't save him, but I like to think that his life was a little better because of me. And I will go forward in my life knowing that I did what I could for him and I will never forget him. And I'll continue to fight the good fight so maybe in the future, another dog like Teddy won't have to die. In memory of Teddy, I fight on. His short little life will be remembered.