My love and passion for animals fills my need to nurture, to care for a living creature, my need to give and get love totally unconditionally. Nothing expected in return. God put something in my heart to love these creatures and work to save them and keep them safe.
I’ve felt the thrill of victory and agony of defeat as I occasionally find lost dogs or should I say they at times find me. Some I’ve gotten back home, some I’ve gotten adopted, and the hardest one is when I’m not able to catch them and they keep running. Tugs at my heartstrings. The highest of highs and the lowest of lows.
I’m sure many that love sports, animals, or whatever the passion is, would love their work, their job, their career, to be in the area of their passion. I mean we love it and want to spend 24 hours a day thinking about it, watching it, talking about it, living it. Or would we? Would our passion then become a job? Would we then not be able to experience it in the same way?
If given the chance to have my passion be my job would I? One of my passions absolutely, one I’m not sure any more. Which one is which?
To be continued …
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