But what I find so inspiring is how so many people are willing to extend their hearts, homes, time, and efforts to a suffering animal. I have to believe the good people outnumber the cruel and careless; every day I see that truth illustrated. For every one animal that needs help, there are dozens of people willing to do whatever is in their capacity to do, to help. Help them find a home, a save haven, someone willing to take them into their homes and care for them until they can find a home of their own. It's a big deal to welcome a strange animal into your home and family.
So often I feel overwhelmed and consider giving up; not on life, but on continuing my work in rescuing dogs. It's endless, it's so emotionally draining, and it feels thankless so much of the time. No one gives you accolades for cleaning up other people's "messes." But at the end of the day, the week, and the month... I am so glad to be doing what I do. I see compassion working firsthand. I see dogs that others thought were hopeless or doomed grow into amazing and well balanced companions. I see other people's trash become treasured family members.
It's hard, it's unrelenting, but I could not imagine my life apart from these dogs.