What we are doing is just a drop in the ocean. But if that drop was not in the ocean, I think the ocean would be less because of that missing drop. — Mother Theresa
This is our drop in the ocean:
This little mason jar. (Technically it’s a Kerr jar I guess, but who says “Kerr jar?” I guess maybe the Kerr people do. Anyway…) This jar sits on our counter in the kitchen. Each day we add to the jar as much or as little as we want. At the end of the year, we will donate what we have collected to a group that rescues, rehabilitates and finds homes for lost dogs.
But Mother Theresa also said this…
Let us not be satisfied with just giving money. Money is not enough, money can be got, but they need your hearts to love them.
So there is one more thing we would like to think about doing (I think)…
We want to think about adopting a lost dog, sometime, perhaps, in the next year. I think. Perhaps. (And yes, I know Mother Theresa was talking about people, not dogs, in that quote up there, but whatever, it still applies).
We are pretty excited. I think. Well most of us, anyway. The Man has expressed a slight concern about his duties. He asked me to formulate a plan, and then he would consider thinking about it.
I told him that his duties would include the vacuuming of the hair, the poopoo pickup, the barf cleanup and the walking in the late night and early morning time slots, as well as anything else that I find to be taxing or unpleasant in nature. I was only kidding, though. I have to be prepared to take on the bulk of the unpleasantries that will arise. That is, in itself, an unpleasant thought.
But at the end of the day, when I imagine that little warm body laying his head in my lap, tail wagging and looking up at me with those brown, thankful eyes, I think I could handle it. And we will know that we have done something good.
Even if it is only a drop in the ocean.