31/08/2026
‼️😫 HERE WE GO AGAIN 😫‼️
One of the things I’ve always hated about rescue is the never ending.... EMERGENCY 🚨 EMERGENCY 🚨 EMERGENCY 🚨 style of fundraising.
One one charity is constantly claiming every animal is dying. Every post is urgent. Every second sentence is asking for money.
And look....I get it. My eyebrows are remarkably thin considering the amount of exercise they get from me rolling my eyes at some rescue posts. If I feel that way when I look at certain others pages and yet im the one writing all of ours... can't imagine the sympathy burn out the public must have.
You start questioning the authenticity of the organisation, because when everything is an emergency, nothing feels like one anymore. Adrenaline starts looking less like circumstance and more like a marketing strategy.
So believe me when I say: we know what this looks like.
DARE has been throwing some depressing content at you lately. Oops.
The problem is… there are three women at the helm of DARE. We’ve been nicknamed Fluffy, the three-headed dog from Harry Potter, because it’s basically how we operate.
(Except my head drools considerably less than Yvette’s.)
Unfortunately, all three heads share one catastrophic character flaw:
We cannot say no when an animal genuinely needs us. And today, Freckles needed us.
We got the call at 5.30pm about Freckles.
She is an elderly dog who has been starved to the point that there is almost nothing left of her. Her ribs are exposed. Her spine is prominent. Her hips protrude. The muscle that should protect and support her ageing body has wasted away.
This isn't a skinny dog. This is a dying dog.
At her age, she doesn't have reserves to fall back on. Her body has already been consuming itself just to stay alive, and even feeding her again has to be managed carefully. When a senior reaches this level of emaciation, you don't just whack a bowl of food in front of them and call it a day.
And because apparently DARE has accidentally developed a niche for collecting skeletons with a pulse on a fake endless budget.... we were immediately tagged.
We saw her.
We said yes.
No hesitation.
No twenty questions.
Don't care if she has fleas.
Don't care if she smells like Satan's crotch.
I don't care if we spend thousands and she dies anyway.
Just tell me where and when.
Laura, the woman who found her, has been incredible. She got this old girl to safety, cared for her and helped organise getting her into our hands.
Freckles has now been surrendered to DARE.
And this is the part where I'm not going to bullsh/% you for the sake of a happy rescue story:
We don't know if she will survive.
We'll throw everything appropriate at giving her the best chance possible. But Freckles is a senior. She doesn't have half the reserves of a younger dog like Splash. Her little body has been through hell, and we don't yet know what damage has been done underneath what you can see.
Maybe we're fighting for another few years.
Maybe months.
Maybe our job is simply to make sure that however much time Freckles has left, she remembers love on the way out.
So yes.
Here we are again.
💔Another emergency.
💔Another vet bill.
💔Another living skeleton.
💔Another dog we simply could not leave behind.
Fundraising for
💲Emergency vet consultation
💲Iv fluids
💲Blood panels
💲Heart worm test
💲Compound food
If you can spare even $5, please help us fight for Freckles.
Three-headed Fluffy has said yes.
Now we need an army behind her.
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