October 27, 2010

Dinosaurs

Dinosaurs....I was reading a blog a bit ago written by a self proclaimed dinosaur. She's an animal rescue person who is my age. In the beginning she rescued cats, and for the last five years has been a multi-species rescue. Or, as she told me once, she now has the hobby farm she has wanted since she was a kid.

My immediate thought when I read her proclamation, was to think of the lady whom I met one day while she chasing a dog down my alley. I helped her finally catch him and we introduced ourselves to each other. She was Nancy Mason and she ran one of the very few animal rescues in B.C. which was called Mercy Volunteers For Animals. We talked for a bit, she explaining about her organization, and me immediately volunteering to foster. I fostered dogs for her for 8 years, then moved to Manitoba. I was 20 when I met her and she had to be in her mid 50's.

She did more work in the name of rescue than the self proclaimed dinosaur ever has done, and can ever imagine to do. Nancy passed away a number of years ago, she had to be in her 80's. Back in Nancy's day there wasn't the ease of the Internet. It was snail mail, horrendously expensive long distance phone calls where you waited till after 6 pm to call to get the cheapest rates, personally driving dogs across the provinces, not the free airline deals they have now. The fund-raising was almost nil, not like the $20,000 + the *dinosaur* can raise in one evening. Funds were for the most part, paid out of pocket by foster people like myself.

Now, Nancy was a true dinosaur in the rescue world.

Or the 2 elders on a reserve near Princeton. One is 87, her sister is 91. They STILL spay/neuter/feed/foster out of their own pockets. I met them in 1982, through Nancy. I cannot say how many dogs they have tended to, but the number might be 3 times as high, or probably higher as the year I met them! They've been rescuing since they were in their late teens! And there isn't any fancy fund-raising for them either. Or internet. I visited them 3 weeks ago and loaded them up with some kibble kindly donated by a grocery store in town. They are still rescuing, with the help of a few family members now.

They are dinosaurs in the rescue world.

So, until the self proclaimed dinosaur does even a smidgen of what these 3 ladies have accomplished, she should quit her ceaseless whining and just freaking do what she has chosen to do. What with the mass of volunteers, the few staff and fund-raising her rescue has, this is a cake walk compared to what Nancy did, and Mabel and Lorraine still do.

And here's a raspberry for anyone who thinks that they are all that and more!


7 comments:

  1. BWHAHAHAHAHA! Right on, Colleen!

    And oh so many kudos to the women in Princeton. You are so right - they are the true dinosaurs - and heros - and saints.

    heeheeheeheehee.

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  3. There are many, many people who quietly rescue animals, many of them sick. They don't get publicity (don't have time for that), have jobs that pay for the animals' costs and then adopt them to good homes when the animals are well. If the animals need special treatment, they work overtime to pay for it. They also do TNR at their own cost. There's no media, no fundraising, no troops of volunteers, no staff, - just them. Thanks for sharing stories about a few of these wonderful people.

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  4. Here's a little ditty that runs through my head whenever I read certain blogs:

    "oh hi, this isn't about me. oh NO! nope! not about me, me, me! not me, me, ME! have i mentioned this isn't about me?

    it's about the animals. repeat after me, me, ME!

    oh woe is me. nobody understands me. nobody sees it isn't about me, me, ME!

    really! it's about the animals!

    let me tell you about what i do & show you that it's not about me, me, ME! like how only i know what they feel! and only i know what they want! and i'm the best judge of everything!

    but remember, none of it is about me, me, ME! me who is tired, me who is crabby, me who is OH SO OVERWHELMED BUT I JUST KEEP DIGGING MYSELF IN DEEPER SO YOU CAN SEE HOW WONDERFUL I AM, but hey, remember! it's not about me, me, ME!"

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  5. Ohhhh man. The above comment had me giggling. Not a snarky giggle...more like an agreement giggle.

    So true. So very true. And isn't that just so pitifully sad. And wrong.

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  6. What kind of a rescue rarely puts animals up for adoption? Never asks around for interested people? And what kind of a rescue never does home checks?

    The answer is that NO rescue does the above. That is a hoarder. Not hoarding in the way we all see on TV or read in the papers. This is a different breed of hoarder.

    Some rescuers have an unending need for accolades about how wonderful they are that they saved a dog/cat/cow/whatever. They only seek out the ones that are lame, ill or in some other way hard to place.

    The thing is...there ARE other human beings besides that *rescuer* that are more than willing to take in hard to place animals. But if you don't advertise the fact the need for homes, and only lament/whine/snivel and ask for more money, the animals lose. Talk about exploitation!!

    And a disgusting way to garner attention and pats on the back.

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  7. Any Rescue that uses sickly, unwanted animals to salute to themselves about "how good they are" are the sickos.
    People that are sincere and do good things don't blab on about it.

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