I've been plotting and planning in my head for years how I will run my sanctuary. And with each passing year, I've gained skills necessary to operate a smooth-functioning happy-place for farm animals and I feel my dreams becoming more tangible. It's really happening!
Last year, 2009, we moved onto a piece of land large enough to sustain our "rescue calling." Our 15 cats thrived in our large cat yard. Our two pot bellied pigs had room to graze and the dogs had their very own dog park. Little by little animals fell into our lap or limped across our path. Each animal brought with them their own personal story, an untold history, and that amazing innocence that all animals posses. And each animal has taught me something special.
In 2010, I took a job doing research with a UF DVM on a modern dairy factory farm. The study required full-time hours for 4 weeks. The horrors that I witnessed on this dairy "farm" was what really pushed me to pursue my dream of operating a sanctuary. I kept asking myself, "Why wait?" And my rationale brain would reply, "Because there will always be animals in need. Don't rush."
I'm not giving up on my education. I will finish my Master's in Public Health by 2011, and maybe, depending on what doors open along the way, maybe I will go to vet school. In the mean time, my passion is directed towards this sanctuary goal. I need to put my thoughts to paper, so to speak, and start this thing from scratch.
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