Responsible pet ownership can be a sticky wicket to discuss. Since I pride myself on stirring the pot, here’s my take.
When you take a sweet bundle of animal affection into your home, you are making a promise. I will care for you. I will feed you. I will make sure you have room to play. That you will advocate for them to get what they need when it comes to medical care.
That all is simple enough right?
Here’s the sticky bit:
You are challenged with being the voice for your pet. To make a decision based on what is most humane even if it breaks your heart. No person can tell you when it is time to let your pet go, but if you for one second don’t listen to your own desire, but rather look into the eyes of your pet, they are capable of letting you know. Sometimes intervening isn’t what’s most humane.
I rescue because not all people are good. I rescue because I can provide a home for an animal who, usually by no fault of their own, has lost theirs. I rescue because I believe all animals should know love even if they are only in our home for a short time. I rescue because I firmly believe that no animal should be thrown away. The flip side of that coin is that sometimes the greatest gift, the most loving thing that can be done is to help them find peace.
To whomever left the cat at the humane league with his eye out of its socket…shame on you. ORCA exists for this reason. I don’t know the details, but shame on the humane league for allowing him to be in pain, if that is in fact the case.
Shame shame shame.