We have become so desensitized to animal abuse, neglect and torture that too many of us look the other way and wait for "somebody else" to step up and do something. We watch and listen in disgust at what we see on TV and read in the papers, and cheer for the rare individual who stands up and takes action - even if that action is as simple as calling the authorities, again and again if needed. Individuals that commit crimes against helpless and defenseless creatures will surely be held accountable in one way or another - just as those who do nothing will. For some of these tragic creatures I believe that there are "fates worse than death".
All of us in rescue are all too aware that we "cannot save them all" - we choke on that reality each and every day of our lives. We try to do our best by the dogs we can save, praying for justice and a swift journey over the bridge for those we cannot. We all hope for, and work toward the day when the words "pit bull" or "pit bull mix" will not automatically mean death to these loving, devoted and magnificent animals. Death comes all too soon for too many of them.
"I am an animal rescuer. I have bought animal food with my last dime. I have patted a mangy head with a bare hand. I have hugged those that are vicious and afraid. I have fallen in love a thousand times, and I have cried into the fur of a lifeless body too many times to count. I am an animal rescuer. My work is never done. My home is never quiet. My wallet is always empty - by my heart is always full."
Excerpt from a poem by Annette King-Tucker, Wild Heart Ranch Wildlife Rescue
"He is your friend, your partner, your defender, your dog. You are his life, his love, his leader. He will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of his heart. You owe it to him to be worthy of such devotion."