So, this week when I watched Glee, I first wept and then I was fucking pissed. When the lady who adopted Quinn and Puck's baby in season 1 reappeared, I expected Rachel "that's my mother" drama. When Puck showed up on her doorstep begging and promising to do whatever it takes to see that baby I started to weep, uncontrollably. It took EVERY single shred of rational thinking in me as a human being to not call Jordan in that instant and apologizing. Apologizing for making him choose. Apologizing for cornering him into a decision that was right for me. I didn't do it, but I almost did. I still even did it the next day. It was so touching and I still almost cry thinking about it.

When Quinn found out Puck had seen the baby she cleaned up her act so she could see the baby. I felt that, as parents who had given up for adoption, they were amazing lucky. Then Came Quinn, at the end Quinn says she'll do whatever she has to to get full custody. I was fucking pissed. goddamn fucking pissed. You gave your baby up. You surrendered her to another in the ultimate act of humanity and generosity. You don't just get to change your mind. You can regret, you can rethink. You sign papers that say that you will not re-seek custody. Fuck you, Quinn. Fuck you.

Now I'm sitting here watching a documentary named MINE. It's a documentary about the animals of Hurricane Katrina. During/after Katrina were forced,FORCED to evacuate without their animals. That's a truth I knew from the time of the actual event. You would see news footage of dogs on top of houses. The movie showed that footage again along with footage of notes on houses of pets that were DOA when the rescuers got there. People thought they would be gone for a couple of days. People were gone for WEEKS, if they ever returned at all. It shows the story of various pet owners. Many of of the owners, displaced, have no internet, no phone. How the hell are they supposed to find their pet? Thousands of people came to help rescue these animals. Animals that many of the original people were forced to leave behind by law enforcement or national guard. These animals were not abandoned. These people had no choice. Most of the Katrina pets have never been reunited with their original owners. Most of the time they were adopted out to new owners. This movie is about people who have searched for their dogs; Never given up hope to find them. The people in this movie have dogs that have been adopted to new families. These new families refuse to give the dogs back to their original owners. It's heartbreaking all the way around. The system of tracking animals completely failed. Many of these animals had microchips and/or tags. In the chaos... I'm distraught... I'm angry... I'm on the side of the original owners. I'm empathetic to the new owners. I never should have watched this fucking movie. I'm glad I did.