Per August 17, 2016, Indonesia would have been a free country for 71 years. For a country that has been slaves to the Dutch colonialists for three and a half centuries, then slaves to the Japanese imperialists for three and a half years that was worse than the previous three and a half centuries, and then was about to be made slaves to the Allied Forces (yes, including USA) at the end of the second World War, 71 years of freedom may mean very little.
Still, 71 years of independence is a worthy triumph.
Though skyscrapers and financial stability (even when the whole world went to recession) are the face of this country; in the throat and the gut of the nation, many still live in the dark, many still sick, many can’t read.
Animals are at the bowel.
We have a long way to go. There are so very many issues that we need to address, and only one president.There are so very many things that are lacking, and yet there are only a few channel.
But the movement is there.
Throughout eight years of my service as animal rescue, I’ve seen a lot of people. Some tried little, some give a lot, some just keep their sympathy to themselves.
While there have been many years where people just don’t know what to do when the female stray they have been looking after just keep producing cats, more learn of alternatives.
More vets learn the importance of spay and neutering, more are willing to suggest spay and neutering, more are gaining courage to dissuade wannabe breeders, more understand the importance of good food.
More youngsters follow their passion, while we do have very many who rescue just for the trend, some silently working underground. Maybe they can only save one, maybe they can help with some more.
In my community, it started with Maeve. The common story of a street cat mother who lost all her children by the harsh force of nature. Every one knows that story, and very many experience it themselves, when a stray cat they look after keep breeding to the point of human exhaustion and the nature balance tipped over.
Yesterday, it moves one step forward with one of the community leaders, whose wife and children love cats. She told me about the demise of her blind cat, and how they struggle to keep the other alive since they are running our of place and resources to keep everyone alive.
I told them about TNR, and how I managed to keep over a hundred of street cats alive. I told them about how many children were kept entertained by well managed community cats and at the same time learn how to treat animals.
They ask me about the price, I told them I will help. I frankly told them that with our donation drive struggling, I probably won’t be able to help much this week, but I will figure it out.
Next week, all seven of the colony they have been taking care of will be fixed.
And then they won’t have to fight about which one to be thrown away to other places because they can’t afford anymore.
They promised to help me convince people within their authority to do the same.
I don’t know how to fund it yet; animals are at the bowel of the nation, but like the whole eight years that has passed, and many more that will come, we will figure it out.
For animals, 71 years of independence means very little.
Therefore, one step forward is a worthy triumph.
One day, every street cat can be like Pascal.