If the intentions are intended to matter, so to do the consequences.
Here's the latest chapter in the saga of the Humane Society of Harford County as I continue to ask for transparency as the vehicle of trust to ensure that the pets of our community receive the best care possible as they await their second chance.
It is the dawning of anonymous letters arriving at the clinic. Anonymous as in "I want to call you out but I am too meek to do it in person." Now this might come across as mocking, (which it isn't intended to be), but it is a reminder that only adult conversations are entertained here. If you want to incite any kind of change anywhere you have to be willing to do two things; 1. stand up for something, and, 2. stick by it.
This entire endeavor with the Humane Society of Harford County started out as an offer of support, medication and a hopeful sparing of lives from a parvovirus outbreak. What resulted was an uncovering that there is not a veterinarian, (although they claim to have 4 on staff), who managed at least two of the dogs who were sick, nor, was there ever any intention to try to care for these dogs. It was, as it has remained, a veiled attempt to act like there is a caring environment for these animals whilst saving face to continue to seek taxpayers and donors dollars, via ignoring inquiries. This is where I came in. This is where this whole unveiling of events, leadership choices, and financial protections came to light. This is where this story, at least for me, started. What hasn't been shared by me publicly is that there were others asking the same questions, seeking the same answers, changes in accountability, and transparency, long before me. I am not novel in my queries here. I am simply the only one with the long game, and, a destination in mind. As I explained to the current HSHC President, I am stubborn. I do not give up. It will be complicit, and, I will not meet the same fate that Mikayla, (see reference in letter below), did. I am not able to be bullied. I have no time for it, and, I have no ability left for anyone else's opinion of me to matter. Where both letters are tactics for me to be afraid, concerned, (I don't even know because I just don't reside in that headspace), there is a sense of lightness in being independent from outside influence. It is with all of this said that I provide these letters the only space they will ever be given again. Someone out there is very heavily invested in shutting me up, or, ashamed to be part of this inquiry. You can send me a dozen more letters. I will add them to a pile in a file and move on. You can seek counseling for your need to be heard, seen, and influence, but here it falls on deaf ears. You are, as my references choose to remain, barking up the wrong tree.
I truly, honestly, and bold faced firmy have to say that there isn't anyone who can make me question my intentions. I don't care if you don't like me. I just don't let anyone influence my purpose. It has taken some time and some bruises along the way, but it is the crown you wear at 50.
While I try to live by a motto of "always be kind" it is often at the expense of choosing to be correct, or right some perceived wrong. I can be harsh, direct, and unyielding. I will also always remain the person who never turns away a pet in need, always tries to help my fellow woman/man, and always gives more than I expect to get in return. You don't know me outside of Facebook. I'm not your enemy, but I might be the person who kneels at the anthem, the woman who will not go to the back of the bus, and the person who goes to a war torn nation to save a bear. This endeavor is not about you. This is about something bigger than me too. This is about compassion for those without a voice, at the mercy of the world they have been overlooked, diminished and fallen prey too. Maybe that will help you refrain from feeling compelled to stay in the dark.
This is about protecting the most vulnerable and the most needy of our community. For those of us who seek comfort, companionship, and yes, acceptance from a world we feel alone in, our pets are our everything. I see each pet, every single animal and being in the same light. If you cannot, will not, or do not view them in this capacity than you have no place in pet care whether that is private veterinary medicine or the public shelter system.
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| The letter yesterday (7/17/25) When the threat of prosecution doesn't work use suicide? |
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| The first letter 6/10/25 Apparently intended to be a threat of legal action based on a leaked document that was given to the Sheriff's department. |
So, where to go from here? Onward and upward and tip-toe through the potential threats of voices who need an audience from someone that they can control. She isn't me.
For anyone who feels bullied I offer empathy. For anyone who thinks it is coming from me I offer this; every statement has been public, posted and I remain transparent. I share the emails, the videos, and the content. You may not like what I have to say, but, I am not a veterinarian for people, I am a veterinarian for those without a voice to seek mercy. Are they mutually exclusive? Well, they shouldn't be. Dogs, and cats were killed at the shelter without a chance. They deserved better. No one can feel good about denying a treatable patient a chance. Asking me to stop, or go away is not going to happen no matter how many letters you send me. I cannot offer advice outside of the words I tell myself. No one else's opinions matter. You only have to like yourself at the end. Life is about living the one you feel provides you purpose, joy, and helps others. You won't be liked by everyone. You have to accept that and be ok with it. If you are ever in a position that holds others lives in your hands you better be prepared for scrutiny. It is what you give up when you decide for others. This is where my argument lies. This is where I fight my battles and remain heels dug in unyielding to the threats and the name calling.
There isn't anything here but determination, conviction and compassion for the patients of the profession I serve within. There is no noose I will let anyone place upon my neck as I try to save every wet nose that needs me.
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