I am really writing this for my own benefit.
This is a reminder to not give up, ever. Things can be hard, you can be tired and in pain but it's always for a reason. You have to have the bad and hard times else when would you know things are good? Without bad there is no contrast and all you get is, well... times.
I recently became a safehouse to a little cat that had been seized by the RSPCA. He was emaciated, matted, old, full of flu, yet he never gave up. He had 15 years of struggling through life to finally get to the latter part and find someone who would love him forever and would make sure he would never be hungry again. He amazes me because his strength of spirit got him through, he is one of the funniest and happiest chaps I have met.
One of my other cats Poppy Pickle was the same, a victim of bonfire night when she came into my life she was burnt, starved, could barely use her back legs and yet was so full of life.
Animals can teach us a lot. They live for the day, they have hope for the future, they remind me to have hope for my future.
