Faye Carey is a teen activist who wants to stop animal abandonment. She may not have a lot of time on her hands, but she always has time to help animals that are in need. Like Faye said herself, “I dedicate my life to saving and rescuing abandoned dogs.” She also has a Facebook page dedicated to helping abandoned animals. Faye Carey has helped a lot of abandoned animals and she still does to this day. What Faye is fighting for Faye is fighting to re-home animals that have been abandoned and abused. Since 2012 she has re-homed more than 60 dogs, and about 20 kittens. Faye says, “I would do anything no matter what to save one animal.” It’s as if her whole entire life revolves around saving animals. Faye thinks just by adopting an animal you can help animal abandonment. Also, Faye has her own book on why animal abandonment isn’t good. Although Faye thinks her job is stressful, she thinks it’s easy because she enjoys doing her job and helping animals find a home. …show more content…
Also, she believes that all animals should have a home in this big world. In Faye’s book she says, “All animals deserve a home that they belong to.” Mainly most teenage girls are doing their nails, and texting their friends while Faye is out there re-homing abandoned animals. Also, Faye spends all her Fridays at animal control. Animal
The foster care system, then as now was desperate for qualified homes. Kathy and her husband had become certified foster parents, she was a certified teacher, and they had empty beds in their home. Their phone soon bega...
When you make the choice to adopt a pet from the humane society you are providing that animal with a better quality of life.
Animals are precious, loving, and sweet creatures but many are having their lives cut short. Did you know that 7.6 million animals enter shelters every year? Of those animals, thirty one percent of dogs are euthanized and forty one percent of cats are euthanized. If you do the math, that is 2.4 million dogs and 3.1 million cats. Why are we doing this to our animals? They're living creatures just like us, even if they can't tell us. As you read this paper, you'll learn about what euthanization is, learn the reasons for shelters killing our furry friends, and get an inside look at the terrible practice of euthanization.
It is estimated by the American Humane Society that animal shelters in the United States care for “6-8 million animals,” and out of this number, “an estimated 3-4 million are euthanized” (Animal Shelter Euthanasia. 2008). To put this in perspective, that's roughly 10,000 animals being put down every day. There are simply not enough people willing to adopt these animals. Sick, injured, diseased, violent, and old suffering animals will be put down. And unfortunately perfectly able and healthy animals, with shiny healthy coats and no behavioral problems waiting for their adoption, will also be put down. This is because shelters are continuously running out of room. Keep in mind, though, that this is said in respect to the fact that these animals could instead be suffering a painf...
Alley's Story I grew up with animals. There was never a time in my life that I did not have at least three cats and two dogs. Sometimes, when the barn still stood on my neighbor's property, my mom would start working with another lady and they'd rescue the ferals, get them fixed, and find them homes. Whenever that happened, we'd end up with fifteen or twenty cats sometimes. Now, I have a cat I credit with saving my life. Here's Alley's story. When I got engaged and moved away from home, I had no furry pets. We couldn't really afford them. I had a few tarantulas and they were very enjoyable but it just wasn't the same as a cuddly, furry cat or dog. My fiancee would remind me that we could barely afford to feed ourselves, let alone another mouth,
The time I got my first new dog, Neechie, from the Clarion Humane Society was real joy. I remember making the phone call to the Humane Society in Clarion, Pennsylvania, on July 5, 1994. I had just asked the volunteer worker who answered the phone, “Do you have a little dog there that needs a loving and caring home?” She said that they had just received a little puppy a few days before. My heart leaped in my chest. I was so excited that I wanted to get there as fast as I could. My friend and I drove off in my car to the Humane Society so fast that I did not notice anyone or anything from my house to our destination. It was like we were traveling at the speed of light. We were at my house; then instantly we were there! As I pulled into the parking lot, I saw the large cement building. It looked so cold and expressionless, and I barely noticed the small, old, ragged sign that hung between two poles about four feet off the ground. “Definitely not hip on the advertising,” I thought to myself. Then all sorts of thoughts came over me like a rushing river. I was so excited and so happy. I felt heroic because I was going to save a little dog, from “The Pound,” as some people would say. I don’t like that term, but I soon understood it after I entered the building. The first thing I remember was the smell. It was like a still stagnant pond, almost lifeless and algae ridden as if it could not breathe and needed a refreshing rainfall to bring life back into it again.
So as soon as I was able I got a job, it was at a veterinarian’s office. This was my last attempt to make sure this was my true calling, and it was. I loved working with the cats, dogs, birds, and whatever else came through the door. Watching the veterinarian diagnosing pets and observing him in surgery was inspiring to me, I tried as hard as I could to take it all in. During my first job, I was in charge of watching over the exotic animals that were brought to the clinic. One day a box of stranded new born opossums were dropped off to be taken care of. The helpless little things looked to me to take care of them, I fed them, stimulated them to urinate and defecate, and made a cozy place for them to sleep. It was an amazing feeling watching an animal heal because of something you did. The bunch began with seven opossums, only four survived to be released. It was disheartening to see the three pass, but the joy of watching the four make it
Animal Keepers Rescue turned out to be completely different from what I had expected, but in a wonderful way. It was a small, private shelter run out of the home of Mary and Bruce Anderson in Acme. For over a decade, they have helped cats of all ages, while being no-kill and non-profit. The shelter has been open for over a decade, and was actually started by accident. Mary has been a wonderful mentor and has told me numerous interesting stories that I could also tell in my project. However, this one in particular, I found extremely
Throughout my life, I always envisioned what my life would be like when I developed into an adult; I would be a billionaire, I would be a supermodel, I would have the hottest husband in the entire world. Most likely, none of these plans will ever happen, but there is this one goal that must come true: adopt shelter dogs.
Every day, shelter employees witness the sadness of animal neglect and cruelty. But their passion is stronger than their heartache. They draw upon their patience and love for animals in order to restore broken bodies and spirits. Resilience becomes a huge part of their own character, as they marvel in the resilience of the sick, injured and abandoned animals they care for. Their hearts are lifted by the tireless dedication of countless volunteers that work alongside them to make a life-changing difference in the lives of homeless animals.
There is a Pedigree dog commercial I see on TV which catches my eye and my heart. It tells us to not pity a shelter animal. When I decided to become a Veterinary Technician, I expected to work in a vet office, but have changed my mind. I began volunteering for the Denver Dumb Friends League, at the Buddy Center in Castle Rock, about a year ago. A shelter is not always the easiest place to work, but I feel it is where I’m most able to make a difference. There is plenty of heartache, but I seem to have a knack for calming and comforting the frightened animals, and that makes me feel good. My volunteer role is to help with surgery, give the animals their medicine and process incoming animals. I also help with Humane Education, which involves speaking with groups about animal care. I know there are pros and cons to working in a shelter. In the paragraphs below I will evaluate the shelter setting and decide if this is where I feel most fulfilled. One aspect I enjoy about a shelter is the changing atmosphere. Each time I’m there a new experience will arise. Sometimes it involves different breeds of animals, such as the time animal control brought in a wolf/dog hybrid. These hybrids are illegal, but we still processed him, so he could be taken to a sanctuary. Other times, I have witnessed kittens born and experienced the amazing scene of a mother and her babies. My favorite experience is when we have a lost animal brought in, and they have a microchip, so we can reunite them with their family. A recent highlight is the story of a family who moved here from Idaho and lost their cat. It was brought to the Buddy Center, and we discovered a microchip. We contacted the family and they were ecstatic. The cat had been missing for two months, an...
All across the country, an epidemic of overcrowded and overpopulated animal shelters is very evident. Because of this “21% of the state’s entire populations of household cat and dogs were euthanized each year.” (Marsh,5). It was found that “…5.6% to 8.2% of a state's dog and cat population would be sheltered during a year, and that, on average, an estimated 3.77% of that population would be euthanized” (Zawistowski, et al., 195). Unwanted animals are left on shelter steps and fill half of the spots that shelters have to hold strays. The causes of this are questioned among leading researchers who devote their life’s work to solving this problem. One side seems to argue that human factors, such as abusive tendencies or lack of ability to care for a pet play the most part in this problem. Others argue that the animal itself is the cause; whether it be their aggressive nature or their breed. Evaluating the problem, it is clear that there are many different causes of this epidemic that is related to both human and animal factors. Some of the factors that play important roles in this problem are lack of spaying and neutering by the previous pet owner, the readiness of the owner to take care of their new pet, and the temperament of the animals leaving the shelter.
As far back as Dawn can remember she has always dreamed of becoming a veterinarian. It all started when Dawn’s parents gave her, Samson, Doberman pinscher puppy as her first pet. They grew up to become best friends. At age 12, her best friend had developed a tumor on his chest. It devastated Dawn that she could do nothing for her friend. She had no way of helping him. This was just one of the signs that everything she had felt in her heart was meant to be. For her, to become a veterinarian, so she could help animals.
One day my mother, unknowingly, made our situation worse. She went to visit her best friend, Molly, who was a fellow animal lover and member of the Lincoln County Humane Society. Molly would occasionally invite our family over for dinner, and we always went, never suspecting her underlying scheme to rid herself of annoying and potentially dangerous pets. She had collected these animals through the years from abusive families. Molly was quite a character. It was amazing how she could manipulate a conversation about her grandmother's spaghetti recipe to how much my mother would enjoy having one of her smelly goats or pissed-off fighting cocks as a pet of her own. I didn't understand how these conversations could persuade my mother, yet they worked every time.
I’ve always known my path in life, ever since I was a little girl. My mind constantly revolved around one idea; working with animals. Nobody knew better than I that this was my fate, my purpose. I dreamt of being able to work alongside a variety of creatures, no matter the species; I’m not afraid of much. My biggest opportunity came to me in the summer of 2017. It was like I was given a gift by the gods themselves; I was chosen to volunteer at the zoo.