Newspaper Clips and Hope

Throughout high school and college I was obssessed with reading newspapers. I would seek out all sorts of print from different cities and states. When I traveled I would track down the local headlines "just because."

I kept a journal and would clip articles that I felt related to me, found interesting,  or simply just because I liked the story. I wouldn't write much next to the clip. Often times I would simply underline one qoute from them. When I look back at the journals I can see my growth through them. How my interests changed, how my priorities changed...

I've fallen out of habit because I read all my news and interesting things online now. Recently, to my surprise, I recieved a newspaper clipping in the mail from a friend who is completely unaware of my obsession.

It found me at a time when I was feeling a bit tired and a bit lonely. I've been working a lot trying to do this whole grown-up thing. I have decided to pass on fun outings with friends to be home with the dogs more often lately. I've had to miss a few family gatherings for work. Naturally I was feeling a bit down. So, of course my unexpected mail brought some bleary eyes... and then I read the article.

It's about a dog whose adoption was seemingly hopeless until the right person came along...

"Far too often, I hear animal advocates say things like “I hate people” or “People suck.” And it’s true that working in a shelter or in rescue, you see some pretty horrible situations. But it’s also people that redeem those situations. People put the time, effort, money and love into making things right again. People like P fix dogs like Zane. Some people do terrible things. But not all people. We cannot become so jaded as to forget the people who care. For it is the people like P who deserve our utmost gratitude and respect. They are the ones who open their homes and hearts and truly save the animals..."


We've made a lot of progress and seen a lot of growth. But there is still lots of work to be done. And as much as I want to or as much as I'm going to try, I may not be the one to help Joy completley.

Her person is out there. And I can't wait for them to meet her.

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