Sometimes it Just isn't Fair

My first post was full of happiness where my new life of hope and wonder was taking me. However, life reminds us just how cruel she can be. Not everything can be all Disney™ and roses. When you try and help animals in shelters and the stress rises you wonder why you do it. I do not know these dogs or cats or animals, but yet, I love them. As I share their stories, their lives, I pet my two dogs, so thankful they never have to know whether that meal or that treat, that night, is their last.


Sometimes, I do not find a life I could have saved until I look through the pets that didn't make section. I also see the pets that I advocated for, that I shared, that I hoped for, and sometimes even tried to help, there. I reread their story, their life and remember that some of them once knew love, knew hugs, knew kisses and a good meal.


However, not all of them are as lucky. Some are strays, living their life the only way they knew, how to survive. Some were abused, neglected, or chained their whole life. But the saddest cases are the ones that weren't around long enough to understand just what love is.


On their rest in peace page, they had no names. I named them Jake and Bobby. Nobody should ever die without a name. They were babies. Their description on age said young, but their eyes were still blue. They had been on this earth maybe no longer then a month when their lives were taken due to having no space at the shelter. I didn't see them when I did my sharing, and I know there is tons of animals posted daily, and yet, I still feel like I failed them.


Before I sleep tonight, I will finish crying and remember their faces. I will never forget them, Jake and Bobby. 

Little Jake, little Bobby, rest in peace and play to your hearts content at Rainbow Bridge.