Lately I've been wondering what my life would like if I didn't care so much about animals. I think about other people who have perfectly clean homes, unfrayed corners of their couch, and sleep in beds without dog or cat hair.
Sometimes people send me videos of Chinese people killing cats and dogs for food, or electrocuting elephants, or clubbing baby seals. I can't watch them. I push the *delete* button as quickly as I would brush a bumble bee off my arm. You're preaching to the choir when you send me those videos. I know it's horrific and I wish I didn't get hurt so badly when I watch those horrible videos.
So what would my life be like if I didn't get warm and fuzzy when I receive the following pictures of our "Dumpster kittens" - found in a plastic garbage bag in a dumpster - now safe in a foster home (with some new friends!)
If I didn't care about animals, I wouldn't be grieving with a fellow rescuer about the prospect of euthanizing one of their own rescued cats.
I was going to make a list of how my life would be different if I didn't care about animals...but I realized the list is just too long. But certainly if THAT list is long, wouldn't the list FOR LOVING ANIMALS be longer?? Sometimes I wish I had a "normal life" - I've had plenty of chances to live that life. But I always come back to *this* life.
I used to be married to a man that barely tolerated animals. We had a dog that he wouldn't let walk in our backyard for fear it would "screw up the grass". Knowing the kind of person that I am, how on earth did I survive 20 years with that b.s.?
Wow..where is this blog post going? No clue. Just rambling thoughts and I'm too tired today to edit it... :)