Post by muttlies6 on Dec 5, 2007 13:24:06 GMT 1
Found this on another forum - thought it was quite appropriate:
I Want To Quit!
Author: Joan C. Fremo
Published on: May 16, 2001
I want to quit!
My health is bad. There are days I feel so terrible that I can barely
move. My phone bills are outrageous, and I could have replaced my van
with the funds I have spent these last 3 years---on animals that were
not my own.
I want to quit!
I spend hours and hours emailing about dogs. There may be 500 messages
when I start---and at 4 AM, when I finally shut down the computer,
there
are still 500 emails to be read.
I want to quit!
Gosh, I haven't the time left to email my friends. I can't remember the
last book I read, and I gave up my subscription to my local
newspaper---I used to enjoy reading it, cover to cover, but now it
often
ends up in the bottom of the squirrel's cage---unread.
I want to quit!
I've spent days emailing what seems like everyone---trying to find a
foster home, help for a dog languishing in a shelter---but his time has
run out, and the shelter has had to euthanize to make room for the next
sad soul.
I want to quit!
I swear, I walk away from my computer to stretch my legs---let the dogs
out---and come back to find another dog in desperate need. There are
times I really dread checking my email. How will I find the funds, the
help, to save yet another dog?
I want to quit!
I save one dog, and two more take its place. Now an owner who doesn't
want his dog---it won't stay in his unfenced yard. An intact male
wanders... This bitch got pregnant by a stray... This 3-month-old pup
killed baby chicks... The dog got too big... This person's moving and
needs to give up his pet. I ask you, friends---what town, what city,
what state doesn't allow you to own a pet?
I want to quit!
I just received another picture, another sad soul with tormented eyes
that peer out of a malnourished body. I hear whimpering in my sleep,
have nightmares for days...
I want to quit!
Many of the "Breed People" don't seem to want to hear about these dogs.
Breeders either don't realize, or just don't care, how many dogs of
their breed are dying in shelters.
I want to quit!
I just got off the phone. "Are you Basset Rescue? We want to adopt a
male to breed to our female." How many times do I have to explain? I
have tried to explain about genetics, about health and pedigrees. I
explain that rescue NEUTERS! I usually end up sobbing, as I explain
about the vast numbers of animals dying in shelters across the country,
as I describe the condition many of these animals are found in. I
wonder
if they really heard me...
I want to quit!
It is not like I don't have enough rescues of my own to worry
about---but others have placed dogs improperly and aren't there to
advise the new owners.
I want to quit!
There ARE some unscrupulous rescues out there---hoarders, collectors,
and folks who will short change the care of the animals to make a
dollar. The save them all, regardless of temperament, putting fellow
rescuer's and adopters at risk but not being truthful.
I want to quit!
I have trusted the wrong people--- had faith and heart broken...
I want to quit!
AND THEN... My dog, Magnus, lays his head in my lap, he comforts me
with
his gentle presence---and the thought of his cousins suffering stirs my
heart.
I want to quit!
AND THEN... One of those 500 emails is from an adopter. They are
thanking me for the most wonderful dog on earth---they cannot imagine
life with out their friend---their life is changed, and they are so
grateful.
I want to quit!
AND THEN... One of my adopted Rescues has visited a nursing home. A
patient that has spent the last few years unable to communicate, not
connecting---Lifts his hand to pat the huge head in his lap, softly
speaks his first words in ages--- to this gentle furchild.
I want to quit!
AND THEN... A Good Samaritan has found and vetted a lost baby, "I can't
keep him, but I'll take care of him until you find his forever home."
I want to quit!
AND THEN... "Jamie took his first steps holding on to our Pyr." "Joan,
you should see this dog nursing this hurt kitten!" "I was so sick,
Joan,
and he never left my side..."
I want to quit!
AND THEN... I get an email from a fellow rescuer, "Haven't heard from
you in a while---you OK? You know I think of you..."
I want to quit!
AND THEN... A dozen rescuers step up to help, to transport, to pull,
and
to offer encouragement. I have friends I have never seen, but we share
tears, joys, and everything in between. I am not alone. I am blest with
family of the heart, my fellow Rescuers. Just days ago it was a friend
who shared her wit and wisdom, whose late night email lifted my heart.
Sometimes it is friends who only have time to forward you a smile.
Often, it is my friends who forward me the notices of dogs in need.
There are Rescuers who see a failing transport and do everything they
can to find folks to pull it together for you.
Rescuers who'll overnight or foster your Dog while you seek transport.
There are Rescuers not used to or comfortable with your breed, but who
put aside their discomfort to help.
There are Rescuers whose words play the music of our hearts.
Foster homes that love your Rescue, and help to make them whole
again---body and spirit. Foster homes that fit your baby in, though it
may not be their breed.
Rescuers whose talents and determination give us tools to help us.
Rescuers we call on for help in a thousand ways, who answer us, who
hear
our pleas.
Rescuers who are our family, our strength, our comrades in battle.
I know I cannot save every BASSET in need. I know my efforts are a mere
drop in a sea. I know that if I take on just one more---those I have
will suffer.
I want to quit!
But I won't. When I feel overwhelmed, I'll stroke my Magnus's head
while
reading my fellow Rescuers emails. I'll cry with them, I'll laugh with
them---and they will help me find the strength to go on.
I want to quit!
But not today. There's another email, another dog needing Rescue.
I Want To Quit!
Author: Joan C. Fremo
Published on: May 16, 2001
I want to quit!
My health is bad. There are days I feel so terrible that I can barely
move. My phone bills are outrageous, and I could have replaced my van
with the funds I have spent these last 3 years---on animals that were
not my own.
I want to quit!
I spend hours and hours emailing about dogs. There may be 500 messages
when I start---and at 4 AM, when I finally shut down the computer,
there
are still 500 emails to be read.
I want to quit!
Gosh, I haven't the time left to email my friends. I can't remember the
last book I read, and I gave up my subscription to my local
newspaper---I used to enjoy reading it, cover to cover, but now it
often
ends up in the bottom of the squirrel's cage---unread.
I want to quit!
I've spent days emailing what seems like everyone---trying to find a
foster home, help for a dog languishing in a shelter---but his time has
run out, and the shelter has had to euthanize to make room for the next
sad soul.
I want to quit!
I swear, I walk away from my computer to stretch my legs---let the dogs
out---and come back to find another dog in desperate need. There are
times I really dread checking my email. How will I find the funds, the
help, to save yet another dog?
I want to quit!
I save one dog, and two more take its place. Now an owner who doesn't
want his dog---it won't stay in his unfenced yard. An intact male
wanders... This bitch got pregnant by a stray... This 3-month-old pup
killed baby chicks... The dog got too big... This person's moving and
needs to give up his pet. I ask you, friends---what town, what city,
what state doesn't allow you to own a pet?
I want to quit!
I just received another picture, another sad soul with tormented eyes
that peer out of a malnourished body. I hear whimpering in my sleep,
have nightmares for days...
I want to quit!
Many of the "Breed People" don't seem to want to hear about these dogs.
Breeders either don't realize, or just don't care, how many dogs of
their breed are dying in shelters.
I want to quit!
I just got off the phone. "Are you Basset Rescue? We want to adopt a
male to breed to our female." How many times do I have to explain? I
have tried to explain about genetics, about health and pedigrees. I
explain that rescue NEUTERS! I usually end up sobbing, as I explain
about the vast numbers of animals dying in shelters across the country,
as I describe the condition many of these animals are found in. I
wonder
if they really heard me...
I want to quit!
It is not like I don't have enough rescues of my own to worry
about---but others have placed dogs improperly and aren't there to
advise the new owners.
I want to quit!
There ARE some unscrupulous rescues out there---hoarders, collectors,
and folks who will short change the care of the animals to make a
dollar. The save them all, regardless of temperament, putting fellow
rescuer's and adopters at risk but not being truthful.
I want to quit!
I have trusted the wrong people--- had faith and heart broken...
I want to quit!
AND THEN... My dog, Magnus, lays his head in my lap, he comforts me
with
his gentle presence---and the thought of his cousins suffering stirs my
heart.
I want to quit!
AND THEN... One of those 500 emails is from an adopter. They are
thanking me for the most wonderful dog on earth---they cannot imagine
life with out their friend---their life is changed, and they are so
grateful.
I want to quit!
AND THEN... One of my adopted Rescues has visited a nursing home. A
patient that has spent the last few years unable to communicate, not
connecting---Lifts his hand to pat the huge head in his lap, softly
speaks his first words in ages--- to this gentle furchild.
I want to quit!
AND THEN... A Good Samaritan has found and vetted a lost baby, "I can't
keep him, but I'll take care of him until you find his forever home."
I want to quit!
AND THEN... "Jamie took his first steps holding on to our Pyr." "Joan,
you should see this dog nursing this hurt kitten!" "I was so sick,
Joan,
and he never left my side..."
I want to quit!
AND THEN... I get an email from a fellow rescuer, "Haven't heard from
you in a while---you OK? You know I think of you..."
I want to quit!
AND THEN... A dozen rescuers step up to help, to transport, to pull,
and
to offer encouragement. I have friends I have never seen, but we share
tears, joys, and everything in between. I am not alone. I am blest with
family of the heart, my fellow Rescuers. Just days ago it was a friend
who shared her wit and wisdom, whose late night email lifted my heart.
Sometimes it is friends who only have time to forward you a smile.
Often, it is my friends who forward me the notices of dogs in need.
There are Rescuers who see a failing transport and do everything they
can to find folks to pull it together for you.
Rescuers who'll overnight or foster your Dog while you seek transport.
There are Rescuers not used to or comfortable with your breed, but who
put aside their discomfort to help.
There are Rescuers whose words play the music of our hearts.
Foster homes that love your Rescue, and help to make them whole
again---body and spirit. Foster homes that fit your baby in, though it
may not be their breed.
Rescuers whose talents and determination give us tools to help us.
Rescuers we call on for help in a thousand ways, who answer us, who
hear
our pleas.
Rescuers who are our family, our strength, our comrades in battle.
I know I cannot save every BASSET in need. I know my efforts are a mere
drop in a sea. I know that if I take on just one more---those I have
will suffer.
I want to quit!
But I won't. When I feel overwhelmed, I'll stroke my Magnus's head
while
reading my fellow Rescuers emails. I'll cry with them, I'll laugh with
them---and they will help me find the strength to go on.
I want to quit!
But not today. There's another email, another dog needing Rescue.