Nightmares

I have so many nightmares that involve me trying to save an animal. Often there is just one thing getting in my way something simple like a lost address. I realize living with, caring for and adopting out rescued animals is probably the biggest cause of these nightmares. I know I am one person and can't save them all. I do my best.

Today something I read won't stop running through my head. It makes my stomach hurt. Someone described witnessing a dog beating. He said the worst was afterwards. The dog sitting outside with his head against the railing and just shaking. My heart breaks for these animals. I want to hug them all. It's hard to read these stories. Such raw fear for these animals.

I currently have two animals up for adoption. Both have survived a lot. A cat that was starved and tortured. A puppy so scared even standing up to pick her up will cause her to go into a yelping frenzy trying to get away and hide. I just don't understand how people could be so mean.

There is evil in this world that people just overlook. Anyone who hurts and animal is a coward they want to hurt something that can't fight back. They often will beat children too.

It doesn't help that even our President Obama praises an ex-con that viciously tortured animals and laughed as it happened. Until this kind of thing stops, there isn't any hope for a civilized society. We can't reward evil and expect others to strive for compassion.

I guess I really shouldn't call what happens to me while I sleep nightmares...nightmares are just dreams...not real. What I see in my sleep is real for proof google any animal rescue and read the stories.

The two new broken hearts in my care are mending...slowly but there has been progress. They seem happy to see me even when I wake up in the morning...funny considering they've been sleeping right next to me...but they greet me like I've been away a long time. With this love comes trust...and then I must trust those who will adopt them to make sure they never hurt again. That is truly the hardest part...because even with the best precautions...you never know.

Rescue is a hard life, what we see, hear about, deal with first hand...is hard but worth it all. There is nothing like the first time a rescue demonstrates trust...they have such resilient little souls.