How lovely! I could eat them! They are so cute! These are the typical phrases we usually hear when somebody arrives at Scooby and sees a litter. Yet, I think, another headache, another problem, and it’s that, to be honest, lately, when I say this I mean that since  more than a year, the arrival of puppies to our shelter has been incessant. I can’t remember a week in which we didn’t have puppies. So much so, that we had to set up a cattery only for puppies.

This proves that, even with the effort we make to educate the people, it is obvious that we can’t reach the people and make them realize that in this country there aren’t enough homes for all the puppies that are born. In spite of it all, we’ve been able to save almost all of them, with the human and economic effort this means: having one person dedicating most of her time to them, and in some cases you don’t know what the future has in store for them. Will they be adopted being puppies? Will they grow up and nobody will want them?

Anyway, all these doubts come to my mind on a Monday morning in which my students are having an exam, and I profit to tell you about my things. Maybe I’m a bit scared for the future of our animals, for the number of adoptions has diminished drastically, in some cases due to some campaign in the north of Europe against the adoption of animals abroad. Campaign, by the way, which I consider to be xenophobe, or our animals haven’t got a European passport? We could discuss a lot about it, and what is behind this, but as was telling you, I’m a bit scared because if they aren’t adopted now, we are running out our reserves, both human and economic, for having more animals we have more expenses in food, personnel, vets, electricity, etc, etc, and I honestly don’t know how long we’ll be able to hold this way.

By the way, I begin to think I’m a bit cyclothymic and I’m probably in the pessimistic cycle. Maybe it’s because it’s a grey day and it’s Monday morning, probably, but in spite of it, never forget that those of us behind the PC need all of you on the other side of the computer, and that their life depend on you.