Well, apparently October is Adopt a Shelter Dog month. Usually I’m slightly annoyed by the fact that every month has multiple causes it’s “dedicated” to. But this is a cause I can really get behind.
I’ve been looking to bring in a dog to foster recently. I found Walter through a good friend of mine who works with a lot of local dog adoption organizations. Apparently he really needed a foster home & so I contacted the organization he was posted about by, Beagles and More, and then a few days later, he was here with us.
Moose is really digging having a little buddy around to hang out with. Not to mention their personalities are so much alike it’s almost scary. Walter is a little over one year old; a beagle and basset hound mix- or a “bagel.”
You live like this, sheltered, in a delicate world, and you believe you are living. Then you read a book, or you take a trip, and you discover that you are not living, that you are hibernating. The symptoms of hibernating are easily detectable: first, restlessness. The second symptom (when hibernating becomes dangerous and might degenerate into death): absence of pleasure. That is all. It appears like an innocuous illness. Monotony, boredom, death. Millions live like this (or die like this) without knowing it. They work in offices. They drive a car. They picnic with their families. They raise children. And then some shock treatment takes place, a person, a book, a song, and it awakens them and saves them from death. Some never awaken.