marsmonster

last night Ripley (my little bunny cat) came up to me in bed and laid her head on the pillow next to mine like a person. she stretched out and put one paw on my face, as if to say i love you...though it came in purrs. i thought about how magical this was. i felt so connected with her even though most of the time she seems like a silly little creature. i often question whether we have souls, but in moments like this, i don't doubt that my cats do. they are so much smarter than we think. if given love, they are superior beings. i guess the same goes for humans.............and dogs.

i watched a really powerful documentary on HBO called Dog Dealers. an organization, Last Chance For Animals, executed an undercover operation over several years to get a dog dealing facility closed. apparently these guys were legally selling to research facilities, however, the conditions that hundreds of dogs lived under and the treatment of the dogs was horrific. i was impressed that one of the under cover agents sacrificed a year of his life working in this facility to take these guys down. he is an angel! his findings found on videotape were horrendous: small dogs cowering in corners, dog graveyards, etc. it was literally auschwitz for dogs.

though i've been a film fan all my life, i am more intrigued with documentaries recently for several reasons: the heroes are real, the evil is sadly real, the happy endings are real!!! they reveal the balance in life, that of good and evil. they highlight the boundaries between the two and reveal how much our everyday decisions create our character that will ultimately put us on one side or the other. films draw from real life, showing the imagined battles between good and evil that exist in the world. it is important to remember that they exist. people get lazy with their morality. they let little things they say or do slide, next thing you know, you're an asshole, or much worse.

when i was in my twenties i was overwhelmed by my conscience and by awareness. it fueled my vegetarianism and my political activism, but i've learned that one little girl can't hold that much knowledge of the world and still live a life filled with happiness. it's one of the hardest balances i have tried to figure out for myself, so when watching Dog Dealers, i feel floored, knowing that my protective and maybe even lazy side, will give me respite after a day or two. the thing is, i know it's out there. we all know that dicks like this exist out there doing a whole myriad of terrible things. i just need to be reminded of their true arch nemesis of goodness and hope they they come out victorious most of the time! at the very least, make a contribution that funds their costume.