Earlier this year, a two-year-old Pointer mix was found on the streets of Tijuana by a rescuer. The poor dog, who has since been named Dwayne, was desperately scrounging for food while local residents threw scalding hot water and stones at him, disgusted by his deformities.
For six cows earlier this year, they took the opportunity to flee a slaughterhouse in St. Louis. The cows took police and animal control officers on an exhausting five-hour chase through the streets of St. Louis, chasing what all animals want: love and freedom.
Every day I work on that prayer; in fact, it is what weaves the threadbare fabric of my world together. While it may come as a surprise to some, there are some days when I’m holding it together better than on other days, and some days when my world threatens to fall apart. Today is one of the latter.
Most recently, The Sato Project has been working tirelessly to rescue the dogs caught in Hurricane Maria’s wrath. The group has been on the ground providing critical supplies and evacuating dogs to the United States and into safety.