I popped into an animal rescue charity to interview for a trustee position. I hope I can get it, but before the interview, a lady took me around the place.
There were cats, rabbits and kittens. But you know what grabbed me? Was the dogs, who were mutely sitting in their little cabins with TV and classic music playing. They were looking out of the door. Looking up. Watching the people go by. And hope in their eyes. Hope that they will get rescued. Mute hope. Big warm scared hopeful eyes.
ripped my heart out.