Yiddish word for CRAZY
Yesterday was a beautiful day here in Missouri and the group got together for breakfast and an awesome day trip in the country.
Our travels took up to an animal rescue north of Kansas City called M'Shoogy's. The owners, Gary and Lisa own a beautiful home made from stone and covered in a thick blanket of overgrown ivy but their land is also thick with brush and trees and offers a quiet coolness as you enter their compound.
(taken from their website...) Gary and Lisa operates M'Shoogy's Emergency Animal Rescue in Savannah, MO located 20 miles north of St. Joseph. Their mission is to rescue injured or abandoned animals. "We fight to save lives," Gary says. "Every animal and being on this planet only has one life.
All beings deserve to have that life without suffering."
Gary scorns the suggestion that animals with medical problems, such as BeeBee, should be euthanized. Many of the animals he and Lisa save have impairments, ranging from being blind to missing limbs to suffering bouts of paralysis. He says as long as these animals aren't in pain, there is no reason to kill them. "Anyone can kill," he says. "It takes a greater responsibility to save a life."
As a visitor and outside observer, I have to agree - there were so many dogs and cats here, and our tour guide explained it is not uncommon to get 20 - 25 animals in one day. The one thing that really struck me is that maybe 85% of the dogs here are LARGE dogs ... when I commented on it, I learned that is generally the case... dogs get too large, they need too much room or food or any number of other lame excuses that cause a person to abandon their pet. How sad ...
Each kennel we went to contained a dog (or four) that were barking for attention and a human touch ... of course if there was a not so friendly dog out there that you could tell had been burned by the very one they trusted so much, and we were warned well in advance not to put our fingers in the cage.
Every animal was well fed and as we walked into large kennels, such as the "old folks home", we were met with wagging tails and hearty licks. Each is named the minute they come into M'Shoogy's and they all respond to their name - it's very obvious this is a work of love and patience.
I'll leave you with some of the guys and girls that I met and would love to bring home with me. This ole fella was laying down, having an afternoon snack and it wasn't until he got up to follow us out that I realized he only has 3 legs!
This old boy has some feet problems like me, but watching him bounce around the retirement compound, you'd think he was 6 months old...
I'll be back for another visit and I encourage any of you that want to support a great work for those with no voice, please consider M'Shoogy's as a benefactor of your generous heart.