Animal rescuers (and foster homes, and money) needed

This recession has taken its toll on so many of us. We’re worn out with worrying about making ends meet with no income or half an income or with trying to find work where there‚Äôs none available.

Unfortunate casualties in these trying times include domestic animals, our companion pets. Many people who’ve lost their jobs have also lost their homes, and they’ve lost their ability to keep and care for their pets.

In the mad crush and confusion of foreclosure, many families find themselves unable to take their pets with them, and rehome them via Craig’s List and rescues. Or they drop them off at their local animal shelter. Or they just toss them out of the car and quickly drive far away. Or leave them locked in an empty house to (hopefully) be discovered by a caring human.

At the same time rescuers also find themselves stretched to the breaking point. Between the increased influx of animals needing rescue to decreased contributions and the inability of dollar bills to stretch in order to cover greater costs, everybody is worn thin, emotionally and financially.

Rescue at any point is hard, never-ending work that requires relentless optimism. It seems that no matter how many animals you manage to help, there are dozens, hundreds, THOUSANDS more who need help desperately. That thought alone is enough to drive me to tears.

That’s especially true now, when we’re overwhelmed by the number of animals needing a new port in the storm–and we’re fighting our own financial battles.

I am unimaginably thankful for the positive, optimistic and inhumanely STRONG people who surround me in rescue. I don’t know how I’d keep going without their broad shoulders to lean against.

If you don’t work in rescue but you’d like to help, dive in! Do a Google search for a rescue specializing in animals of which you’re particularly fond. Rescue groups always need fresh, optimistic faces. Or donate a few dollars or some old blankets or toys or that just-opened-but-totally-disdained bag of kibble your finicky cat won’t touch.

If nothing else, tell someone who does work in rescue ‘thanks for your efforts.’ Sometimes it’s enough to know that others understand and appreciate all the hard work and heartbreak. We gotta get our warm fuzzies from somewhere in order to keep going.

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