i just wanted to add that I think it's okay for marion to question what is happening with Bridgette and other animals at saints. For someone who has never been to saints it really sounds like all we do is keep dying animals from dying. but when you come to saints and see all the animals that were dumped, given up on and didn't think they had a chance or weren't worth one, your mind can't help but be changed.
I'll probably repeat things carol has said in previous posts, but this was too long for me to put in a comment and it's quarter to 4 in the morning, i'm sleepy and i don't want to edit out things carol already talked about.
SAINTS doesn't exist to keep old animals around for as long as possible, we try to give them the best quality of life for as long as possible.
You can't just look at an ill animal and decide right away that it has no hope and needs to die. What if Carol had decided to euthanize Bridgette the first day the xrays came back with her lungs looking like a mess. We still need to wait and see if it was caused by health issues that can be tamed with a simple daily medication or if it something bigger and badder and we need to consider euthanasia as her better option. Hasty decisions are often poor and ill thought out and I don't think should be mixed with issues regarding life or death.
Since it's beginnings over 4 years ago saints has made the 'right' decision 121 times in the animal's 'best interest'.
121 euthanasias, that's 121 times deciding whether the animal's life is a burden or a benefit to themselves (not to Carol).
SAINTS' animals take over Carol's bed, they eat her dinner, they disrupt her movies, life, dinner with family and friends...... There is no part of Carol being considered in most decisions at SAINTS (we often try to persuade her otherwise!!!).
Carol's standards and levels of quality of life and care are pretty freaking high. I don't think that the SPCA would have come here and looked SAINTS over thoroughly before deciding to place 17 special needs animals from a seizure here. And not that the SPCA is a gold stamp of approval to say saints is perfect.
We have a wonderful mass of supporters who agree with what we do here and many who have come the whole way out to little old Mission to see what we do and to meet the wonderful and amazing animals that live at SAINTS.
I really do encourage anyone who doubts the standards and levels of quality of life and care to come and visit - and that really is meant in the most sincere way, really! I can happily say that one of the best things that has happened in my life has been discovering SAINTS. Call SAINTS, 604-826-8319 or email carol at firstname.lastname@example.org to arrange a tour (she going to kill me for telling people to call her as that phone rings off the hook anyways). but do it, come out and see the wacky animals that she is always posting about, you really really won't regret it.
Anyways, I orginally started this post just post the following which is on one of our webpages. Carol wrote it, i think sometime in 2006 as a blog entry and I thought it could help people understand Life at SAINTS so I added it to the About Us section of the website.
We aren't afraid of death at SAINTS, it really happens too much to be afraid!!
"Life at SAINTS
For those who choose to provide palliative care to the SAINTS animals, it is a rocky road of joy, and sadness and hopefully, peace. The peace comes when deep in your heart you know that you helped that animal find peace too. Death is not the heart breaking monster, life is. It is their barren lives and the possibility of their lonely cold deaths, unwanted and unloved that is the real monsterous thing. Once they come to us, whether for a week or a year or even a moment in time, we have slayed that lonely monster and bandished it forever from them. The SAINTS do not die in lonely backyards, or cold, cement kennels, or shelter back rooms, or afraid in sterile vet clinics with strangers around themâ€¦they die in our arms with our tears upon their face. And that moment of death means nothing, except the gentle end of this life that they had. And with us, the life that they had as they meet the final end is one that is warm, and loved, and full of peace. This is what we focus on, and what we remember each and every time we bear witness to their passing. Their death is our loss, and yes it wounds our hearts, but it is a little wound that heals quickly because it is a wound knowingly accepted to give them a life that they felt was cherished. People ask me does it get easierâ€¦and honestly, it dependsâ€¦did we meet our goal and were they happy, did they have enough time to feel truly loved, did we plan their end well enough to meet their needs and how deeply did they bury themselves in our hearts til we got there. They never really leave us, we carry them each and every day and they help us to find what we need to be there for the next one. Thinking of all of this and remembering each lifeâ€™s ending as I wrap my heart around them, and mostly remembering every single smile upon their face before they left usâ€¦that is how I get thru each day and not fear tomorrow. Carol Hine"