For those of you who have had the pleasure of meeting my mother you know that her life is hectic. She is forever on the move with two cellphones, an ipad and a dog in hand at any point in time. She has unfortunately been struck down with the flu today!
So in order to get her to stay in bed today I asked her to write a piece for our blog about her addiction to rescue and her intense workaholism! So here it is! Ps please hound her to recover and stay in bed!!
The love for an animal can get out of hand at your first rescue. The euphoria and excitement of saving a dog is effervescent and contagious. However, in my personal opinion, the rescuer needs to be a certain type of person. One needs to be level headed, have the ability to make rational judgements , work with the reward if successes and not spend too much time beating yourself up for the failures and for the dogs who fall through the system.
Rescue is not for the faint hearted. It is all consuming and can definitely become addictive. Some signs that you have a problem are the following:
1) waking up at 3 am to check Facebook.
2) recalling your rescue dogs names before your own children's
3) always having to answer ones phone!
Having said all if this, i can honestly say that once the bug has bitten it is very difficult to return to the mundane mediocrity of daily life! The challenge and the reward are interwoven and I love making the difference I can even if it means feeling terribly guilty to lie in bed instead of making a rescue dog's bed....
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