Sassy’s Mom

Over the past 3 years since I’ve been volunteering at The Street Dog Coalition, I can identify the “first timers” within a few seconds.  They walk in with their pets, sometimes dragging their possessions behind them, not sure where they should be.  Their heads are lowered avoiding eye contact with strangers. They have become accustomed to being greeted with hostility and suspicion.

But then a volunteer approaches them smiling and asks, “Are you here for Street Dog? What’s your name?”  Then, looking at the dog or cat, “and who is this?” 

Today a young woman walked in.  She had long dark auburn hair.  She had a small somewhat scraggily dog in her arms.  The dog’s name was Sassy.  Sassy’s mom was wearing a coat, pajama bottoms and slippers.  She was not wearing socks.  It is mid January in Colorado.  I later learned that she and Sassy are living in a van.  She did not look up when the cheerful vet student approached her.  Her head was lowered.  I was watching from my chair at the check out table knowing what the outcome of this visit will be.  I will witness a transformation.

Over the next hour,  I watched as Sassy was examined by the veterinary team.   They asked Sassy’s mom questions about Sassy’s age, her general health, and how they could best be of service to both of them?  The veterinarians and students were as always, respectful and engaging.  They do not see the dirty clothes, the unwashed hands and faces.  They see a loving pet owner who wants to give their pet the best care they can.  But they need help, and are willing to risk social ridicule in order to obtain it.  But this never happens at Street Dog. 

Sassy was a sweet little dog, who calmly succumbed to the examination and treatments from the students and vets.  Over that hour I saw Sassy’s mom begin to smile, ask questions and relax in the welcoming surroundings.   Another volunteer saw she was not wearing socks, and concerned about the cold temperatures, helped her to pick out several pairs that have recently been donated. 

Sassy had a good check up.  She got her shots and a follow up appointment was scheduled.  Sassy’s mom was beaming when she left, thanking the staff for their care.  Head held up high, waving goodbye.  I just nodded to myself.  It always happens this way.   This transformation from being alienated and unwanted, to being valued and respected is what the staff at The Street Dog Coalition do best.  

Jan Dolan PA-C, Fort Collins volunteer