I’ve been conflicted about whether I should say anything about the current crisis in Japan. On one hand, it is a major event that will have repercussions on the rest of the world for decades, even centuries. A whole island doesn’t shift 2 metres in as many seconds without global impact. To not bring it up would seem callous at best and foolish at worst. However, on the other hand, I write a dog blog. A blog about my dog. I am not a journalist. I don’t feel I am even remotely equipped to cover it all properly.
Today, pet bloggers from all parts of the internet are spreading awareness about the silent victims. World Vets is an organization dedicated to providing veterinary aid around the world. Ever since Hurricane Katrina, I have been much more aware of how catastrophic disasters such as the earthquake in Japan affect our beloved animals. It is hard to comprehend not only dealing with the loss of a home but also having to wonder if one’s pets are still alive. I just cannot even fathom it.
As I don’t feel I am articulate enough, I am going to point you toward several other bloggers who are doing a better job of expressing how they feel.
I shared this post on Twitter a few days ago, but I still find it incredibly brave. Queer Skies Ahead has some beautiful things to say about how she feels when these things happen. It is so hard to know what is right. I often feel guilty for changing the channel when it gets to be too much. But perhaps I shouldn’t. What do you think?
Doggie Stylish also wrote an interesting article about donations and how it is smart to question where one’s money is really going. If you are able to give to the cause, I recommend checking out this post first.
Lastly, I love the honesty of this post by The Accidental Olympian. As I read it, I didn’t really understand what the author was experiencing. At the time, I hadn’t let myself watch too much of the footage. My ability to hold back made me wonder if I didn’t care enough. It made me feel like the worst person in the world. But, when I allowed myself to get sucked in to the news on Saturday morning, I realized very quickly it wasn’t that I didn’t care too little. It is that I cared far too much.
Because I don’t want to end on a depressing note, here is a photo of Shiva and The Cat actually tolerating each other’s presence. I won’t bring up the fact I was holding an open can of salmon at the time. That would be cheating.