Rescue Workers: The Good, The Bad, The Tired

The Good

There's a saying among rescue workers. Helping one pet won't save the world. But it means the world to that one pet. Rescue workers are a unique group of people that love animals. They make it their mission to improve life for animals. They take in the dogs and cats that have been tossed from moving cars. They take in kittens and puppies that are sick and starving, or are missing an eye or have a broken leg. They take in dogs and cats that are hours from being gassed. When there's no funds available from a rescue to help animals that are under their care they dig into their wallet whether they can afford to or not.

And I'd like to add here, its not just folks that belong to a rescue organization that help the abandoned. Often times, its a pet owner with a good heart who sees a stray and takes it in and gives it a home. For those of you who fall in this category, you have my utmost respect and admiration. Kudos to you.

The bad

Like any other organization rescue has unscrupulous, dishonest people in it.

There are also folks with absolutely no people skills and they don't give a rats rear end how they come across to other people. These volunteers will be the first to tell you, they don't like people and would take an animal over another human being any day and they treat folks accordingly. And though they help the animals, they don't help the cause.

The tired

But the majority of rescue folks falls into the bone-tired category. Physically. Emotionally. Worn out body and soul. These folks are overworked, have no life, get no pay, are accosted by strangers on the street that have a situation that they expect this volunteer to do something about because they belong to a group that rescues animals.

Most folks that do rescue burn out. Because there's such a shortage they are expected to do the work of five people and instead of taking care of one animal, they're given several. Several cats peeing all over their house or several dogs tearing up their furniture. They deal as long as they can then throw up their hands and quit.

And the decisions that have to be made are heartbreaking. Some simplified examples: You're a volunteer.Your organization has exactly one thousand dollars that has come in through donations or fundraisers. With that money, you have two options: you can save two healthy dogs and five healthy cats that are highly adoptable or you can save one poor cat or dog that's been hit by a car and can be saved but it will take every single penny in the coffer and then some. You can't do both. You have to make the decision. What are you going to do? You and you alone will be the one tossing and turning at night because of the animal/animals you didn't save.

Maybe you're the volunteer that answers the phones. Someone calls and tells you their cat or dog just had a litter and they can't keep them. You're full up. If you have a facility, there's no spare cages. And if you don't have a facility, there's no available foster. And the person on the other end of the phone is telling you, "If you don't take them, I'll take them to the pound where they'll be gassed and it will be your fault they died." Sound extreme? Its not. It happens all the time. Or you have room and can take them but this person isn't willing to get his animal spayed, so the cycle will continue and he'll be calling you every spring expecting you to take responsibility for his apathy.

Or you get a call about a cat that's starving, living out of garbage cans and someone has threatened to shoot it. It takes you hours maybe days to find someone to take in that cat and by then its too late.

Maybe you're the volunteer that pulls from the kill-shelter. You only have room for one in your rescue. Here's your choice: There's two seniors, four adults, and fifteen kittens that are on death row. Some looking at you with hope-filled eyes, pleading with you to be their savior. The rest are looking at you out of dull, lack-lustre eyes devoid of all hope, smelling the death and fear of those who have gone before them. You pick out the one animal you're going to save, and turn your back on the rest, knowing the eyes of those left behind will haunt you the rest of your life.

To survive, volunteers often get desensitized. I imagine its very similar to doctors and soldiers that deal with death daily. Its not the way they started out, its not the way they planned to end up but it happened.

Unfortunately, when you rescue an animal there's a real possibility you'll have to go it alone, because there's not enough funds, not enough volunteers and not enough space.

What can we do about this plight?

First and foremost spay and neuter our animals. Secondly volunteer or make donations to our local rescue(s). And instead of buying a breed, check for that breed on petfinder.com or go to your local shelter or rescue and save a life. Together, we can make a difference.

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