“They say you’re born twice in your life. Once when you’re born and the next time, when you find your purpose in life. I stumbled upon my life’s purpose when I let two beautiful souls take a piece of my soul and leave me with nothing but their unconditional love and memories.
The first time was when Pappu, a beautiful labrador entered my life. We got him as a gift for my nephew but he came down with a horrible illness within the next 7 months. So I took him and he spent 7 beautiful years with us before walking across the rainbow bridge. But ever since he came into my life, I would have to admit that life was never the same again.
He conspired to bring in another companion into our house and that’s how we brought another labrador girl who was a rescue we found abandoned at the petrol bunk. Within a few months of Pappu’s passing, our girl left us too.
And here started my journey to start feeding the strays in my area. It started with a bare minimum of 4 dogs who took shelter at my place and today, there’s a magnanimous community of 400 dogs in the entire area of Korattur whom I have lovingly nurtured for the last 4 years.
I have been to hell a lot of different times for feeding these dogs. The problems that arose are unspeakable. People have dragged me to the police station and tried to curb me from feeding my area dogs umpteen number of times. But my god’s grace and with the help of many other kind hearted animal rescuers and volunteers, I continue to do my good work for the animals day in and day out.
I run a franchise of Toni and Guy which helps me fund for this work of mine but I’m not sure how long I can go forward without going broke. I hope everyone who’s reading this story of mine understand the plight of a rescuer in today’s day and time.
Despite the road blocks, rain or shine, I march forward with the only intention to never disappoint an eager and hungry stomach. But in order for us to rescuers to continue our work, the least we expect us to not give us trouble or hell for doing what we do. Every other animal in our community right from cows, goats, cats and birds get some some kind of love and affection but when it comes to dogs, people are so ruthless in attacking rescuers and feeders. My humble request for everyone reading this story is to develop a sense of responsibility and compassion for our community animals and help us rescuers and feeders be the voice for our voiceless.”