Do you know how many of the four-legs I have met since I’ve been blogging have come from rescues? You’ve got to admit, they are all intelligent and interesting creatures….even the cats. Noelle’s Garfield, for a start, though it pains me to say it, is gorgeous.
Then there is Pearl, who looks after Annabelle Franklin. She lost her best friend, Millie, recently but Pearl is busy drumming up support for other greyhounds who need help. Ben, who started life as an orphan, is raising money by climbing the mountains of Scotland to help Search and Rescue and Canine Partners who train dogs to help people with disabilities.
Then there are all the dogs who work hard looking after their two-legses… the assistance dogs who are eyes, ears and support for their people. I was supposed to be an assistance dog when they rescued me as a pup, but we never got far with that. My role is fairly eclectic… food disposal and recyling unit, foot warmer, exercise machine, clown and comforter, all rolled into one.
But if there is one who deserves a special mention, it is a two legs… a writer who sells lots of books, but who gives the money away to help rescue dogs from kill-shelters. Her name is Paulette Mahurin, and her books are all exceptionally well written, deeply moving and definitely worth reading… and the profits are saving lives.
Paulette recently posted an update on her website, and if you read nothing else, look at the numbers: “I’m deeply grateful to everyone who has purchased, read, and taken the time to review one of my books. All profits from my books go to help get dogs like Marcus, Boycie, Yoda, Barnaby, Amber, Morrisey, Yoda, Little Draco, Eloise, Fritz, Tito, Franky, Henry, Alexandra, Mandy, Neo, Abigail, bonded siblings Taylor & Kennedy, Rocky, Little puppy, Jacko, Roland, Minnie & Vincent (see photos below) out of kill shelters. So far in 2018, 615 dogs have been rescued. In 2017 we’ve helped free 904 dogs. In 2016, 250 dogs were freed. In 2015, 149 dogs were freed.”
It is really easy to think you can’t make much of a difference, because, in the grand scheme of things, you are too small to be noticed. I mean, if we are talking ‘small’, well my own two-legs is sort of vertically challenged… but where was I? It doesn’t matter.
The little things add up. In the same way that one smile can change a two-legs’ day, or one furry head on your knee can bring tears and comfort… one tiny grain of sand, with a billion others, can make a beach and one drop of water, with others, can make a tidal wave.
At Christmas, when so many families are having fun… there are so many, both two-legged and four… who are without homes, shelter or hope.
You don’t have to do much, just do what you can.