simplicity.

“No, no. While you were gone a bomb went off and cats came out. Like. REEEOW. REOWWW”

How I explained the 7 kittens and 5 cats that magically appeared while she was on an hour lunch….

(Six different people too, not just all together. In pieces. Ha.)

Just another day at the shelter….

We went off of that analogy for a while. It was pretty entertaining. 

Talking about scraping cats off walls with poop scoopers. 

feral trap caught the little shit that bit me…

then I had to catch it again in exam. 

anal glands. everywhere. 

I love my job,

I feel like a have a purpose there. 

Even if kittens use me as a climbing post and we have heartbreaking situations.

Right now we have a cat that was found in a columbine. We amputated his injured hind leg and tail. He just had his Pheno Patch removed today and couldn’t be happier.

We do great things here, I’m so glad to be a part of something like this. 

learning love from animals

I wish I could write out all the stories of the dogs that have come in that were attacking/barking through the kennel and two weeks later they are giving me kisses… they have so much good in their hearts. So much love.

They all connect to people. Every time there is a new dog and you’re the first to challenge them to trust you, they remember you. You’ll be gone for a week and they will hear your voice and do everything they can to get to you. They will climb in your lap and beg for you to not leave. 

Today a man startled a dog and he ran behind me and sat down. I just met this dog, but he knew I was safe, I fed him, I walked him, I loved him and for that he loved me. 

Why can’t people be so simple. Just LOVE. Just care for each other and LOVE. 

I spent two years turning this off because animals come and go and business is business working at clinics. Working at this shelter has made my heart swell.

The switch is permanently on, if I can’t feel these animals pain, I do not deserve their love. 

While working today…

… I pondered why people hate shelters, humane societies, veterinarians, etc., while scrubbing shit off of floors and kissing every dog on the nose telling them I loved them while I walked them for their potty breaks.

Every. Single. One. 

People have no right to judge animal care until they work there for a day. 

These people are amazing, beautiful && hardworking people.

They don’t like to euthanize animals. They hate it.

We cry inside and our hearts throb with pain with EVERY animal. But we have to keep going and stay tough to save all the other animals. 

We see the good in every animal. The terrified stray cat that is dying because of FELV, the poorly trained pit that is confused because it is only doing what it’s told, the unsocialized small animals. We look in their eyes and we see every peice of them. And we want to fix every single one, repair the broken bones, take away the torturous memories, take away their fear, make them feel safe and okay…

We aren’t the bad guys. The bad guys are the people doing nothing, the dog ‘breeders’ that took in too many dogs, the owner that didn’t spay her cat, the lady that let her cat get bit by an FELV infected cat, the home that didn’t train their dogs to not bite. 

It’s not our fault. Find the real problem, fill your hatred there.