"I touched her thigh and death smiled."
I wish that karma were real.
Today, my girlfriend and I woke up and did our routine check of the animal shelter’s lost & found and adoptables page. We are always looking for pugs, so when we saw a ten month old, adorable pug puppy on the lost & found page, we immediately jumped out of bed and went to put a hold on her for when she becomes available. When we arrived, someone else had already put a hold on her, so we put a second, but the second hold rarely wins. We met her and fell in love; I even teared up as we left, knowing that I would most likely never see her again. We sat out in our car to look up directions to the nearest Starbucks in which to sulk over coffee about our loss. After a few minutes of sitting in the car, I looked across the parking lot and saw a family getting out of their car with an old, seemingly neglected pug. We dashed back into the shelter to eavesdrop on their conversation with the shelter employee. The mother in the family told the worker that she could not afford to pay for the pug’s medical expenses—she has a horribly punctured eye which the woman believed to be glaucoma. The shelter lady told the woman that giving her up would mean definite euthanasia and the woman responded with, “Yeah, isn’t the fee only ten dollars?” We then had to butt in and tell them that we work with Pug Rescue and would be able to take her; pug rescue will take care of the medical expenses and she will be placed in a good home. We took her home, bathed her, cleaned her eye, and now she is the happiest old pug we’ve ever seen. She could have been dead today, but instead she will happily live out the rest of her last few years, hopefully with us. Lesson to be learned from her story: if you cannot take care of your animal, do not give him/her to a shelter. Give the animal to a rescue or attempt to find him/her a home through craigslist. It pays off!