A young boy was walking with his grandfather down a deserted beach. The grandfather commented about how many starfish had been washed up on shore and were saturating the beach. The boy knelt down and picked up a starfish, throwing it back into the ocean. The boy then took a few steps down the beach, knelt down again, and threw another starfish into the water. His grandfather told the boy his efforts were pointless, there were too many starfish to save and it wouldn’t make a difference. The grandfather and boy took a few more steps down the beach – the boy knelt down once again responding, “It makes a difference to this one” as he tossed another starfish into the ocean. – Parable found via Killuminati Foundation’s website
I finally got up the strength to go to the Dog Park by myself after the incident with Bonnie. While there, I saw off in the distance, near the road, a tiny creature darting in and out of trees. At first, I thought it was a raccoon. Then it stopped, next to a building’s AC unit, and just sat there. I watched it sit there for almost ten minutes when I decided to go over. I jumped the park’s fence, walked up the hill to the building, and tried to get closer. It was a puppy.
I got out my phone and looked up the contact information for local rescue shelters. After trying a few, I realized it was after 5 on a summer day, so most shelters would likely be closed. I didn’t want to, but because the dog had a collar on, I contacted Animal Control hoping they would be better equipped than I to locate the dog’s owners. They were closed. Their answering machine said “if this is after hours, dial 9-1-1 for assistance.” I did. The lady on the other end, after I explained what happened, told me “there’s nothing we can do to help you” and “you should just leave the dog where it is and hope someone sees it and calls Animal Control tomorrow.”
I found myself getting frustrated that some people claim they want to live selflessly and help people and animals in need. But, when it really comes down to it, no one wants to deal with anything that might interrupt their normal ways of life. Take, for example, the 20+ people in the dog park with me. None offered to help in any way– not to offer a spare leash or treat to help me get the pup in my car, not to offer to watch my dog while I ran and got my car, not to offer to help call local shelters or hang up missing dog fliers. Nothing.I found myself getting frustrated with close family members as they told me over the phone that I “shouldn’t bother” because someone else would or because “you can’t save them all.” All that mattered to me was getting this dog out of the heat and away from the street.
She is a really sweet puppy, probably 3-5 months old and some type of border collie mix. She is well groomed, good on a leash, knows basic commands, and plays great with my dog. I hung fliers everywhere today, checked for a microchip (none), and contacted vets, looking for her owners. Although we haven’t had any luck finding her owners, we aren’t giving up hope. After a few weeks, if we still haven’t heard anything, we’ll start the process of finding her either a foster home or a forever home. Contact me if you’re interested or know of a good rescue shelter that could help.