It's been good to air out

our thoughts. To share and just bounced off our personal views.

Some of us feel that Mama Girl should be taken back to her pack for that is what she must be wanting. She was born free. To sleep on the cool dirt beneath the big big sky. Some of us feel that we are simply sending her back to potential dangers, then why bother to even treat and heal her in the first place.

I feel that no matter how close our dogs are to us, we will never be as close to them as they are to their own kind. Or maybe I am wrong about this. Maybe to them, they look at us also as their pack, regardless of how different we are. And they may have the capability and willingness to bond closer to us than their own kind. That's what WP shared when I caught up with her just now and it was a different insight for me.

I had this comical illustration in my mind while I was travelling on the road. As I passed by rows and rows of concrete buildings, man-made structures, people and more people on the streets...I just suddenly thought : how would I feel if the main inhabitants of this earth are not humans, but rather dogs and cats??

Just imagine, we are now on the other side. We are the other kind. The minority sharing earth with the Dogs & Cats on earth. Treading carefully on the limited space we are given. Everywhere we go, we see the Other Kind. They look so strange and different. They talk a strange language. They tower over us. They have strange, huge constructions where we are not allowed into if we are strays. If you are 'fortunate' to be some Dog's pet, they put a contraption around your neck, feed you at certain times with probably the same type of food day after day after day, and everytime you want to go out for some fresh air and fun activities, they pull you along on a leash.

The times when you see your own kind, you are so delighted and just want to dash forward to see Hi and speak with someone who talks your language. It is like seeing a familiar friend in a foreign country. A great relief! You are so happy to be with your kind. Your pack.

Well, I know the decision is very clear. If we look upon ourselves as Owners of Mama Girl, we will rehome her. Take her off the streets, never to see her pack again. Place her with a very good family who loves her dearly. Protect her from dangers lurking, protect her from being caught. Keep her safe in our version of a home.

What if our role is just that of Guardians? Where Mama Girl does not 'belong' to us, for us to decide where she will stay, how she will live, whether she lives long or dies prematurely? Where we come forward when she needs our help critically but other times, we set her free to live her life in the wild. Fending for herself if need be. Facing and learning to overcome dangers, to avoid 'bad people'.

I am undecided as you all can sense from all this sharing. But even though a firm decision is not made, we are still moving along with alternative, stand-by plans for Mama Girl. There are a few potential families for her, we'll see what surfaces in the next few days.

Mama Girl will have her stitches removed next Tuesday. That will also be her last day with L.