In any moment of decision, the best thing you can do is the right thing, the next best thing is the wrong thing, and the worst thing you can do is nothing. ~ Theodore Roosevelt
I’ve always taken the bulldozer approach. You know – it’s the “I-can’t-stand-it-a-moment-longer-and-I’m-going-to-do-something-about-it” approach. And so it was this MO that led me into the world of animal rescue.
Just one typical pleading forwarded email – with pictures of forlorn pups with sad eyes, awaiting their fate behind bars in the filthy shelters of the South. That was it. I became a “foster Mom” and eventually saved 67 different adult dogs and puppies during a two and a half year period. I cried each time a pup left with its new ‘forever family’. Yup, 67 times. It’s a wonder that the rescue groups I worked with kept me as a volunteer.
June 12, 2010 was just another typical day in the life of a foster family. I picked up our next pup – #43 – a mom dog whose puppies had all been adopted. It was time for this pup to move on to her next foster situation and we were it. She’d already been named by her previous foster Mom . . . her name was Lola. Little did I know at the time that this pup – this one particular foster pup – was going to become my partner as I set out to put a dent in the pet overpopulation problem.
July 5, 2010 was just another typical adoption in the world of dog rescue. The family had met Lola the weekend before at an event, then came to our house to finalize the adoption. Thru the tears I managed to snap a couple of last pictures and said “good-bye” to #43 as they loaded her into the car and drove down the driveway.
Three days later they brought her back. Perhaps the universe was trying to tell me something? At the time I wasn’t listening – and continued to try to find the best home for her that I could, until . . .
August 7, 2010 was not just another typical adoption in the world of dog rescue – at least not for me. We decided to keep #43 and the rest, as they say, is history.
August 7, 2012 is our second anniversary of making the right decision with our girl, Lola . . . the first in a long series of many right decisions as we travel the difficult path together to continue to combat pet overpopulation and save as many four-legged lives as we possible can. I am blessed to have an incredibly supportive husband and a group of amazing volunteers who believe in the vision of harnesslife.org as fervently as I do – with Lola by our side.To read about our decision to leave the world of dog rescue and to take a different approach, please see: