The ongoing Political Musings of a former (now Stray) Yellar Dawg Dem.
This is a Feminist Blog, in the tradition of Susan B. Anthony.
"Just Tell Them...
I have worked 40 years to make the Women's Suffrage platform broad enough for Atheists and Agnostics to stand upon, and now if need be I will fight the next 40 to keep it Catholic enough to permit the straightest Orthodox religionist to speak or pray and count her beads upon."
Susan B. Anthony
Saturday, May 9, 2009
Another Kitty Rescue Completed!
On Friday evening we drove to Lexington KY. To rescue five kitties that were "out of time" in Pikeville.
It was amazing to see how many little lives were saved that evening. All because ONE woman named Jane, went into the shelter and sent us photos of the ones that needed help. Then she took Friday evening to get them all to Lexington... where six of us met her, each taking a few.
Just exactly how rescue works is a mystery to many. People will ask me "where do you get them from?" Well, this is classic. And quite often how it comes together. JUST ONE PERSON takes an interest in helping the pets in a particular shelter. She starts contacting folks like me, to see if we have room. She builds a network of potential foster situations and... wala ...
One rainy Friday evening... dozens of lives are saved!
In "real life" Dawg is a mom, a nurse, a pet rescuer and a tireless advocate for animal rights.
Dawg is happily married for thirty years and has raised three awesome children. She holds an advanced degree in Family Science, wherein her research was focused on women's support circles during parturition. Her dedication to Women's Rights is directly affected by her belief that motherhood should not be a sentence to isolation and disenfranchisement.
Dawg is on hiatus from political bloggery d/t the intense demands of her engagement in the No Kill movement at this time. However, she remains influenced by PUMA politics and reads the blogs of her fellow PUMAs (at right) regularly.
Thanks for the Visit, all you Stray Dogs and PUMAs!
"Sooner or later we all discover that the important moments in life are not the advertised ones, not the birthdays, the graduations, the weddings, not the great goals achieved. The real milestones are less prepossessing. They come to the door of memory unannounced, stray dogs that amble in, sniff around a bit and simply never leave.