People, why are you incapable of creativity? Just don’t talk about war. We live in the same country, and this war is for us all. Moreover, unlike many, in three and a half years, I have never left Ukraine. Not for a week, not for a day, not even for half an hour.

Maybe it’s because you’re not always ready to give, only to take? Take, take, take, until the plate is empty. You constantly hear “not enough,” and it feels like a perpetually empty plate, with millions of hands reaching out, ready to snatch it the moment something appears. Some people just sit in the comments and keep track of who helped whom, and then run off to write indignantly: “And me????” It’s disgusting…

The investment climate here is dead. It’s astonishing how no one trusts anyone else and builds long-term relationships and connections. It’s a dead climate for any kind of investment. Not necessarily financial ones. For creative, cultural, intellectual, even animal protection.

Especially animal rights activists, unfortunately. Because they’ll eat everything. They’ll take from each other, and from everyone else. There’s one volunteer who only needs to go to a certain spot, take a photo for her report, and then get an endless supply of food at that location, never to return in this spot. A certain group of people may think they’ve grabbed luck by the tail and that it will always be that way. But this has been proven time and again to be a grave misconception.

There has never been, nor will there ever be, civilized competition here. Here, the strong and stupid will always bully the weaker and smarter. It’s human nature to fight for the best. But in this realm, paradoxically, people are so rabidly willing to fight for the worst. It’s inexplicable! What kind of animal rights activists are you if your dogs haven’t taught you to love?

Perhaps that’s why there will never be respect among “animal rights activists.” Only envy and a desire to harm and destroy. To remain alone at the top, alone with their own insignificance, mediocrity, and emptiness. And pure stupidity.

That’s why there are videos full of swearing, closed groups where they wash the asses of anyone they don’t like, and much more.

And it’s logical that against this backdrop, most animals—the very ones for whom the animal rights movement should exist—are truly of no use to anyone.

And the question arises: why are you collecting these unfortunate animals if you can’t give them anything? Where is the care for them? Hundreds, packs… For what? Why send one-off reports to foreigners? To take the food and disappear? Don’t you understand that you’re taking it from dogs who, thanks to your stupidity and greed, could be hungry?

Both the smart and the stupid in our country paradoxically agree on one thing: nothing can be changed. The stupid try to rejoice despite everything, while the smart wander aimlessly, suffering from impotence.

It’s so painful and hopeless to watch that I’ve often wanted to quit social media entirely. Visiting their pages feels like entering a brothel or a morgue salon.

Eight years of continuous observation of bizarre combinations of worthlessness and vanity, cheerfulness and depression, optimism and fatalism, futility and pride, stupidity and confidence…

But we have to be patient, because it is clear that without them, it will be completely impossible to place someone in a family.

And questions like, “Do you know volunteer so-and-so?” deserve a whole other conversation. How would I know him? Firstly, there are so many of them, unrealistically so! And secondly, I have so many of my own daily scheduled and operational tasks. Every day is a living hell. I have to get everything done! And sometimes I get home by 11:00 PM. Will I have time to see the volunteers?

I have a very limited circle of people to talk to about animals, and that’s more than enough.

And lastly, please don’t send me anything in private messages. I beg you! I can’t stand it! It’s destroying me!

If you don’t understand, the price list is below. I’ll buy dog ​​food. I promise!)