On October 31, 2014 (a couple of weeks after starting this Blog), I Posted “Where there is love, there is life” (link below).
It focused on my relationship with Ray and, upon re-reading and reflecting on those early days, it does seem to be generally applicable to any relationship, but poses a rather significant question.
“While I am clearly prepared to go out of my way for a troubled dog with an unknown past, do I apply the same sense of obligations to a person?”
After my initial meeting with Ray, it was suggested that I see him on a regular basis in order to determine any compatibility issues given my lack of dog experience, and a dog bite from my early teens…. which I duly did and the rest is history. What is stopping me therefore from making an effort to get to know a person who is clearly in undesirable circumstances?
I have volunteered in many capacities including befriending those who simply could not cope with their lives any longer, so it is not as if my personal time commitments prohibit such actions. I would suggest that my desire to be of service is also quite sound.
Just to be clear, I am not suggesting an exact parallel as the responsibilities of providing a home for a dog are rather different from allowing a stranger to move into your home. I can rationalize that difference to my satisfaction. Where it gets rather “grey” is with people I see on the street who either clearly live there, or are simply scavenging to survive in their own particular circumstances.
Anybody who lives within a large urban area is confronted with such people on a regular basis, but how many will actually acknowledge them? How many will even talk to them? How many will take the trouble to understand them, to the same extent as they would a rescued dog?
I have no answers just questions, but it does seem that, at least in this very specific context, it is an advantage to be a dog and that would seem a little sad as a statement of our humanity!