Resolutions. A new beginning. Wiping clean of the slate. A chance to start anew with hope for better tomorrow.
This is not the case for the millions of our brothers and sisters in captivity. For them, 01/01/2013 will be the same as 12/31/2012 and will be the same on 01/02/2013. Unless their particular number came up and they died today.
For those of you who went dazed, confused, scared, crying and screaming to your final indignity, I want you to know that I thought of you.
I posted for you today, I spoke of you and your situation to anyone who would listen. I gave you the respect you deserved but never received. In my own small way, I fought for you. You were loved, even though you never knew it or felt it.
I wish I could have been there to do more. To hug you, give you some comfort, play, whatever you wanted, I would have done it for you or with you. There are many like me who would do the same. Not enough. Not nearly enough, but we are growing. There is much work to be done. We each can do more, a little more. I know I can. And I will. I know your journey has ended, but mine is just beginning. I'm so sorry it was too late for you, gentle animal.
With much love and respect,
Image credit: Tobias Akerboom (at hutmeelz)