I thought about President Obama's starfish story (below, part of his recent speech on community service) the other day when visiting our local oxymoronically-named "kill shelter" with my sister. There were so many lost souls there hoping for rescue. I knew that it was kill day and that we already had enough dogs and cats at home. Even so, we brought home Gracie, who was still lactating from a recent litter, and was extremely thin and scrawny.
Gracie has been eating and resting and grooming herself. In just over a week she is looking much better and is starting to play with the other cats.
It was all I could do. We left so many behind, but we were able to make a difference for this one.
To find an animal shelter in your area, go to http://www.animalshelter.org/shelters/states.asp.
The Starfish Story
An old man walking along the beach at dawn sees a young man picking up the star fish and throwing them out to sea. "Why are you doing that?" The old man inquired. The young man explained that the starfish had been stranded on the beach by a receding tide and would soon die in the daytime sun. "But the beach goes on for miles," the old man said. "And there's so many! How can your effort make any difference?" The young man looked at the starfish in his hand and without hesitating threw it to safety in the sea. He looked up at the old man, smiled and said, "It will make a difference to that one."