humanity
Isn't it ironic that the very best of humanity is seen through the love and empathy we show to our pets?
How Dogs and Cats Say Goodbye Before They Die
My first experience with animal rescue was when I was 3 years old. My grandmother found a young raven with a broken wing. She wrapped it, put it in a spare bird cage, and together we nursed it back to health. She gave me bread soaked with milk and the bird ate it from my finger. Since then, my animal advocacy has never stopped.
By Dr. Mozelle Martin | Ink Profiler3 months ago in Petlife
The Difference Between Three Years and Thirteen
It’s said that most stray dogs don’t live beyond 3 years. That statement circulates like folklore through animal shelters, rescue groups, and veterinary waiting rooms. And while it's not entirely wrong, it’s not the full story either.
By Dr. Mozelle Martin | Ink Profiler3 months ago in Petlife
An Open Letter to Minister Joanne Thompson: Save Canada’s 30 Beluga Whales from a Needless Death
To the Honourable Joanne Thompson, Minister of Fisheries, Oceans, and the Canadian Coast Guard, We, as concerned citizens, zoo patrons, scientists, zoo professionals, and advocates, are writing to you today with deep concern for the thirty beluga whales currently in an uncertain situation at Marineland Canada. With the facility now closed to the public and facing financial collapse, the fate of these animals rests entirely on the actions of your office.
By Jenna Deedy3 months ago in Petlife
Help Stray Cats in the Winter
I’m currently looking after three stray cats in my garden. This is due to their previous owner not giving a crap and choosing to leave them outside to fend for themselves. So if you read this previous owner, I would just like to say I think you are inhumane. Shame on you!
By Simon Aylward4 months ago in Petlife
Reaching One Hundred!
One hundred. Wow. Let me say that again. One hundred. It's a round number, not a huge number, but somehow, I find myself impressed by myself. Oh, sure, when I was a student at university, I cranked out dozens, if not hundreds of papers as an English/psych undergrad and a "professional writing" grad. And I generated close to 700 articles when I worked for an SEO company, using their titles and topics. One hundred stories is a drop in the bucket compared to that number, right? Wellll, yes. Sort of. These stories, as few as they are, are a modicum of ME, of my essence being distilled and put forth for other's consumption. Every time I hit the "publish" button, there's a scarycreepyhappy feeling that makes me want to rush and hit "DELETE, DELETE, DELETE!"
By Kimberly J Egan4 months ago in Petlife
Tails of Trust. Content Warning.
The summer sun was still climbing when Mia darted across the backyard barefoot, her laughter spilling into the warm air. Behind her, paws thumped against the grass with unwavering rhythm. Bruno, her golden retriever, chased after her with his tongue lolling and his tail wagging furiously, a furry shadow that never strayed too far.
By Asghar ali awan4 months ago in Petlife
Dogs Save Lives
When I came home from Australia after suffering the effects of an abusive marriage there, I was struggling to continue. I had come home for a visit to America that turned into a divorce, and the loss of my darling Annabelle, a black lab mix who had a hard start to life. And I had believed I was going back home to a husband, so I had sent my other beloved pooch to Australia ahead of me. There was no way my ex was going to send my dog back to me.
By Hope Martin4 months ago in Petlife
I'll remember you
Monday, August 18, 2025 At home, we’ve always had pets. One would think that, with so many generations of dogs and cats who have been part of the family, my mom and I would already be used to this kind of grief. But it wasn’t like that on the afternoon of Saturday, August 16, just five days before my birthday, in the same year when the eldest dog of the house passed away. For the second time this year, my mother was forced to make a life-or-death decision, literally. And I, once again, stood on the front line, facing the weight of what threatens to destroy what remains of life.
By Krizzia BW4 months ago in Petlife
Whiskers and Wags: A Pet Life Story
M Mehran Maya had never considered herself a “pet person.” She liked animals well enough, but her apartment was small, her schedule packed, and she figured she didn’t have the patience for another living being to depend on her.
By Muhammad Mehran4 months ago in Petlife
The day Charlie was put to sleep
Waking that morning, I could hear his faint meows from downstairs. These were not the meows of old, when he would cry for me to feed him his posh cat food. Nor was it the sound of him play-fighting with his sister Lucy, who he loved dearly until her passing from leukaemia many years before.
By Simon Aylward5 months ago in Petlife
“The Day I Learned the Power of Saying No”
For most of my life, I was a “yes” person. I said yes to extra work, even when I was exhausted. I said yes to friends who drained my energy. I said yes to family obligations that left me with no time for myself.
By ✦•············• Freelancer •············✦5 months ago in Petlife
