I used to work in TV News and it nearly broke me. The stress never really bothered me. I like fast-paced environments. It was the emotional piece that hurt. Sure there were fun moments, but at the root of what I was doing was really sad. I was a booker/producer and I was responsible for finding and working with guests who appeared on our 3pm & 7pm national newscast. Sure, I built some special relationships over the years, but on the flip side, I had to talk to people who were going through unimaginable grief. Mothers who had lost children to school shootings, parents of missing children and people impacted by natural disasters. Sure, I got to meet celebrities and influential people, but the majority of my work was putting people in pain on display. I had empathy for these guests. I wanted to take away their pain and the only thing I could really offer them was a few minutes on Live TV. For me, there wasn’t a defining moment, but rather a bunch of moments that made me realize I wasn’t happy doing this. I felt like a complete failure. I had a master’s degree in Journalism and every internship, every job, everything I had ever done got me to this point. My then fiancé (now husband) and I decided to give our two weeks notice, pack up our lives, and move from NYC to Colorado. It was the best decision we’ve ever made. I can’t tell you the transition was seamless. It was hard and we were dead broke.
As we started building our life together in Colorado, we met a very special woman named Chris. Hunter and I were in the process of adopting our retired racing dog, a Greyhound we named Goose (he’s the tan one). Chris did our home visit and she brought along her dog Daphne. Daphne looked like a Greyhound, but she kept calling her a Galgo. “What’s a Galgo?” we asked. Chris told us the story of how a Mediterranean cruise exposed an unimaginable horror going on in Spain she could not ignore. My heart can’t take the details, so I’ll just say this: Galgos are one of the most abused animals on the planet. On that day, Hunter and I decided if we ever had the chance, we would rescue a Galgo. In 2018, we got that chance. Through social media, we reconnected with Chris and found out her rescue group would be bringing back 24 Galgos from Spain that month. We weren’t exactly a good match. We had two little kids and Galgos are incredibly fearful when you first get them. Chris took a chance on us and not only let us adopt a Galgo, she gave us the most terrified one. On the day we went to pick up our Galgo (who we named Gander), my in-laws were in town. I remember being in the kitchen with my mother-in-law and she asked, “Why dogs when there are so many people suffering? Why not help refugees?” My answer to her was this: “I can make an impact in this space.” I had spent years talking to people who were having the worst day of their lives and there was nothing I could do. With Greyhound & Galgo rescue, I can have a voice and make an impact. I think we are made to believe our cause has to be this big, huge thing. Simplify your cause. What speaks to you? What motivates you to take action? Your cause can be anywhere or anyone you can positively impact. Gandhi said, “In a gentle way, you can shake the world.” We’ve adopted a total of one Greyhound and one Galgo. That is not a significant number of rescue dogs, but what we have been able to do is spread awareness. We have been able to start a conversation. Later this year, Chris and her rescue group plan to bring back 48 Galgos. Hunter and I are hoping to go with. Gander has come out of his shell and is the most amazing dog. He spoons me in bed. He’s the big spoon. I ask of you, if you could “shake the world gently,” what would you do?