If it’s true that we save a life by adopting a homeless pet, then so true is it that homeless pets save ours. After having to put down our 15-year-old Chihuahua in January, the pain was so great that I said to my husband, “Never again.” He felt the same, as watching the loss of Iggy’s quality of life diminish to the point where he could no longer recognize his surroundings, or who we were, was unbearable. Being deaf, Iggy could not hear our telling him how much we loved him, nor the numerous times I called him “good boy,” even while mopping up the areas where he had to be confined.
Still, it would be months before we could bring ourselves to take Iggy on that last drive to the vet’s office and many months more before the need to love (and be loved) by a dog would compel me to pursue another life to save. That life was found at the Humane Society of Greater Savannah, where a 2½-year-old pug-boxer mix was waiting for her forever home – and for our family. It’s been almost a month since we brought Maggie Mae home, and she’s just the perfect dog. No kidding, the perfect dog. As a reward, Maggie Mae is treated with homemade dog-friendly goodies. Making them is as enjoyable for me as it is for her.
I know now that I had it all wrong when I said “never again” when it comes to a dog. “Forever” is the word that comes to mind these days – and that’s how long Maggie Mae will stay. Our local shelters have many adoptable dogs and cats just waiting to be given a chance to be a part of our lives. If you can’t adopt, volunteer or foster. And, if that doesn’t work, reach deep and donate as soon and as much as you are able.
