this is what kills me
The animals. I can't even bear to think about it, but I'll link to this photo because he's getting out. I'm beginning to understand Mary's willful blindness to any story of animal suffering. I can't bear it. I just can't. This is one thing I get from my mother that I'm not ashamed of.
posted by aerobil @ 6:53 AM
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I just can't watch, either. Problem is, I can imagine how horrid the stories are. And they haunt me. . .
I'm not following your link, because I assume it's connected to all the pet deaths from Katrina. There were people who refused to be evacuated because they couldn't take their pets, and I understood why they felt that way. If you care about animals, you can't help but be distraught at what has happened to so many of them down there. But I did see a site that was talking about foster homes for the pets who survived. Some of them got out, and some of them are being taken care of. And I just have to stay focused on that. Otherwise, I start hugging my cats, and cats don't like to be hugged!
No, the link is a picture of a doggie being rescued out a window. That's the only reason I'd link to it--because I was pretty sure he was okay. I know I can never say what I would do in a situation like this one, but I believe from this vantage point that I wouldn't be able to leave without my girl. I wouldn't be able to live with myself. It wouldn't be worth it to me.
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