A NEW DAY & BRILLIANT TOMORROWS

A NEW DAY & BRILLIANT TOMORROWS

The first post of the new year must begin with my great gratitude in being able to write it. There were moments of 2017 when there was doubt as to whether I would be able to continue in rescue work or contribute to the cause through the  written word or power of deed. Doubt lingered into the very early days of 2018 but was recently banished. The threat of a second brain surgey looms further into the distance now that my optic surgeon supports my decision to delay. All facts were considered and the possible outcome of losing my sight in one eye was measured against the time I have now and suffering I can certainly endure. The remaining tumour will be monitored but others can worry about that and I will move foreward with a sense of abandon. There is much to do, much to change and much we will celebrate in time.

Any encouragement, support or motivation I needed to forge ahead came in the form of ten pups born on Christmas day. Maisie, their mom, warmed my heart and brought me hope but her wriggling little beings offered me ten reasons to believe in a better day and a brilliant tomorrow.  

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BEYOND

BEYOND

The sun is setting just beyond the light trees my darling dog Trillium is buried under and another year has gone by. I am not inclined to wish a happy new year though. I know it is tradition, conditioning and habit but now, more than ever, it makes very little sense to me. I am not being pessimistic when I suggest we change our ways this year. When we speak or send wishes for a happy new year do we really expect anyone to truly have one?  Isn’t it rather vast and wide spanning? Even wishing for the best of the new year seems vague and perhaps even discouraging. It speaks to the unlikelihood of actual attainment. Some wish for health and prosperity but if the opposing challenges already exist, expecting otherwise is defeating. Too many people and creatures are struggling these days so bland and unlikely wishes are unfeeling I think.

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THE CHRISTMAS DOG

THE CHRISTMAS DOG

Don’t look away. This truly is the Christmas dog and she deserves her story to be told. She may have been shivering, starved and alone at one time but no longer. Donations made during this season of giving are for her care and she will receive all she needs and so sweetly deserves.  

She had lurked the streets of Attawapiskat for days before someone allowed her to stay in their yard and be fed as much as they were able to offer her. It wasn’t much but it was more than she seemed to have known in the past. The broken chain she dragged behind her made this clear. She had most likely been abandoned at the end of this chain without care or concern.

Perhaps her people had moved or left town for a week or so but, whatever the case, this dog had been left to fend for herself in the harsh winter elements of Attawapiskat. How long had she sat, at the end of her chain, waiting and wondering? Northern dogs don’t accept defeat willingly though so she would have mustered the strength to break free and survive.

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THE CHRISTMAS PUP, BING

THE CHRISTMAS PUP, BING

I was out with the pups the other day and took a moment to sit down with a sigh. There are times, when the simplest of tasks seem insurmountable. Perhaps I’ve over done it and the headaches worsen or a lack of sleep creeps up on me and I tire before I have begun. Mostly though, it is when my thoughts exhaust me that I weaken. I would gladly forget the tumour in my head if I could. I could disguise the headaches and poor sleep as part of the aging process but the lack of feeling on parts of my face would remind me always that something looming.  

Bing, one of the nine-week-old pups we have from Attawapiskat, must have heard me sigh or wondered why he wasn’t in my arms because he came to stand in front of me.

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MULLING AND MUSING

MULLING AND MUSING

The dogs we rescue have a lot to think about. They come from places and situations where they have no choice in life other than to survive, endure and accept. Many suffer greatly yet are unable to escape their misfortune. I believe they wait for rescue and with it, a better day.

Once rescued they don’t spend time on blame, regret or doubt. They don’t look for fault. Dogs depend on their wits to survive so time is better spent mulling, musing and pondering each day and what it brings. They have a need to make sense of life. Once done, they trust, love and nap. Dogs don’t waste time or thought.

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GOODNIGHT SWEET SOUL

GOODNIGHT SWEET SOUL

A wonderfully sad and horrible story came to an end the other day. A little dog I name Rig came down from Attawapiskat about a year ago. He was sent to us because he was having violent seizures several times a day and was suffering terribly from the confusion of it all. His symptoms came on suddenly and in his second year of life. From what I was told, I suspected them to be caused by a neurological problem that was most likely due to a kick in the head or a two by four blow. Floyd sent the little boy down to us and with all the hope I hold for all the dogs, I intended to fix him.

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