Today, being on the other side of ten years of Opal’s death, I know more is expected of me. I can no longer lounge around feeling sorry for myself about this or about anything anymore. It is simply not appropriate. I am alive and well with much that I am responsible for. I require all of my energies to accomplish what is necessary for me to do. First of all, I have the responsibilities of caring for Jelly and Tresor by myself. With the separation from my boyfriend who no longer lives here, I am very aware that I carry this full weight. I had one serious accident in May when I broke my shoulder walking Tresor, however I am well aware that it could have been much worse. I know I cannot afford to have a repeat of anything like that again so I do things differently now. My ability to care for these borzois is of tantamount importance because nobody else wants them and they are my full responsibility. I will say however that I could return Jelly to her breeder but that would not be ideal for either Jelly or her. Moreover, Jelly is so happily adjusted to living with me and Tresor now that it would be so traumatic for all of us to make a change that it is no longer an option.
So many people live alone now, especially if it is not by choice, that this puts many pets and other farm animals at risk of abandonment in the event that something bad happens to their owner. There is currently no shortage of animal rescue and/or sanctuaries organizations throughout the world for animals such as dogs, cats, equines and other barnyard animals, not including the well known organizations such as the ASPCA, or Humane Society of the United States and P.E.T.A. I identify many of these lesser known organizations on my Facebook page (see: www.Facebook.com/Lorene.Connolly) some of which I support with regular donations. But my own borzois come first and foremost because they live with me and need me most of all. And so, they are my first priority. I recently realized that I prefer living in my relationship with them than reaching out to new friends when I recently had the opportunity to do so. In other words, I would rather be with them alone at home than with most people in the world if given the chance. It would be the same if I had donkeys. I know I would spend time during my day caring for them and just being there with them; grooming them, talking to them, massaging them telling them how much I love them. They would give me so much comfort in return, I know, in a way that is different than a borzoi, a kind of serenity. Perhaps that is sad to some, but for me it is not. I have learned about myself that I prefer it that way.
If any reader of my Blog or Facebook page wants more information about the horse, donkey, barnyard sanctuary information, or information about equines for your own interests and the excellent organizations that support them that I have data mined from Facebook and the internet, you are welcome to email me: [email protected] This is a serious international movement, with organizations on every continent. There are very professional, committed, devoted and serious people creating a safety network to improve the quality of life for animals that would otherwise suffer a cruel, slow death.