I have been here 25 years and I knew that the street dogs of Puerto Rico would be the hardest part of living in PR, and yes, it has been and continues to be, but I can assure you I will never turn my back on them.
This fund is an opportunity for anyone moved by their suffering as they endure living on the street, for everyone who wants to do something to aid these wonderful dogs. I give them the same as my own dogs eat; very often meat with bones, turkey, canned food and very little dry. I wish I could bring them all home. Since we are in a very rural and thus poor part of Puerto Rico, and an island lacking in compassionate, no-kill shelters, our situation here in the country is dire and sometimes just a little overwhelming.
We can make a difference in the quality of their lives, and our own lives by compassionate giving - one dog at a time.
There are no low cost spay and neuter programs, which is the crux of the problem. The per capita income is $10,000 so when it comes to a choice between feeding their kids or the dog, the dog loses. A pregnant female often has to fend for herself and then her liter. Not only femalas are abandoned. I do my best for them, have neutered, spayed and fed so many - so many I can't remember their 'names'. I would guess about 75. Each month their numbers grow.
I go out to feed them, where they huddle in abandoned buildings for shelter. It's heartbreaking when they are skin and bones and still as they eat as though the meal were their first, wagging the tail and the desire to come over and be talked to, and shown care with gentle words in spite of hunger I can't even begin to feel, but I do feel, strongly.
I'm sure many have turned them out have done so out of poverty and fear.
Our Satos are really lovely and sweet, smart and they want and need what every dog needs; simply: a home and a person to love.
They need our help. I've done this for almost two decades; getting by day by day, one dog at a time.
I've rescued countless dogs, and have three now at home. Many have been adopted and taken up to the US by people that have fallen in love with them. Right now I have three rescues; Pancho, Rosie and Bianca. Pancho came from the city of Carolina, PR, found rooting in the garbage at the back of the restaurant. And Bianca and her two brothers were just given away, not wanted, after she had a liter of pups, so I brought her home, spayed her and she's been here six years. Rosie was found unable to walk, so fat she was with pregnancy. Two days later she had two pups, good homes were found and Rosie remains, spayed and happy with her 3 friends, Rio, Pancho and Bianca.
Dogs have a strange and wonderful awareness of who we are. Whether they think or feel love, I don't know. I only know they are sentient and emotional and can read us instantly. It is almost like we are looking in a mirror.
Perhaps dogs exist to allow us to learn how to love more, feel more compassion, have a deeper understanding of who we are. Or perhaps we exist to live up to their expectations of us.
What I do know? Every living being should be able to go to sleep with a full belly at night.