My inner self is not a practical being-I'm a dreamer. I just wrote on Poidogz about my vision of a neighborhood united by rescuing dogs. Ok, there is some self serving in that-if I got the neibhbors to foster dogs I could play with them (the dogs, not the neighbors). But there are a lot retired people around here, and if 10 people each took a dog in, fed it, trained it they'd either keep it (and that's ok) or they'd place it in a good home and take another.
These are the kinds of dreams that always get crushed under the weight of practicality and that shouldn't be.