Well, we can hope, can't we?
I won't get political here, what would be the use of that? I will say that as we move into the second decade of what we call the "new" millennium, I see hope. Hope for the recognition of how important animals are to ... so many of us. And, research on how they are important to all human life, whether many of us realize it or not.
My dogs, Olive and Emily, and belatedly Chester and Carmie, are a part of my soul. Perhaps folks who are deeply religious will find that statement offensive, but I don't care. These animals live in a special place in my soul and right along with my grandchildren, their spot in my heart is one beat away from eternal love. I say one beat away, because although I believe all energy is renewed over and over, so there is no 'death', that plane of existence for that is just a heart beat away.
My grandchildren are truly the loves of my life, but they hold their own special place in my life. I melt every time I talk to them on skype and I crave their little kisses daily.
My dogs, and my girl Molly the resident cat, mean so much to me as creatures of the world. The unconditional love they offer is true - truer than we, humans, give each other. Truer because these animals don't know how not to give love. They are adorable in ways babies and little kids are adorable - full of themselves and never shy to be foolish or crazy. That is just one of the things about them that make me laugh, giggle, grab the phone to take a picture, or just sigh and thank the Universe for my good luck.