LOURDES GARCIA-NAVARRO, HOST:
We think my dog is turning 100 in dog years this year. We don't exactly know because Ursa - named after the constellation because she looks like a big golden bear - is a rescue dog. I was returning home from covering the war in Iraq and I'd seen the use of so-called therapy dogs on U.S. military bases. The idea is that the soft touch and unconditional love of a pet could help with post-traumatic stress disorder. In 2005, my husband and I went to a vast dog pound on the edge of Mexico City, as I was also suffering from PTSD. And there she was.
She jumped up on her hind legs and put a paw on each of my husband's shoulders and it was love. Ursa has been waiting for me at home through the many conflicts since Iraq that I've covered. She's also had cancer and miraculously survived.
This week also marks 100 years since Britain's declaration of war on Germany - the act that began World War I. One of the most famous war poets of the time was Siegfried Sassoon. Born to a wealthy Jewish family, he was a gentleman of leisure in his youth. His favorite pastimes were hunting and fishing on his family estate. Then he was sent to the front - the dreadful trenches where millions died. Back then, PTSD was known as shell-shock. And the war poets - as Sassoon and others at the time became known - were the first to really write about the psychological toll of war.
Sassoon's poetry in particular has always spoken to me. Nothing that I experienced covering conflict can compare to the terrible slaughter he saw. But he captured how the mind can fracture in the face of witnessing so much violence. He helped revolutionize the concept that the mental wounds of war can be as real and terrible as the physical ones.
Unsurprisingly, Siegfried Sassoon was a dog lover. And one of my favorite poems of his is not about war, but about the comfort an animal can bring. It reads (reading) - who's this alone with stone and sky? It's only my old dog and I. It's only him. It's only me - alone with stone and grass and tree. What share we most we two together? Smells and awareness of the weather. What is it makes us more than dust? My trust in him - in me, his trust. Here's anyhow one decent thing that life to man and dog can bring. One decent thing re-multiplied 'til Earth's last dog and man have died.
(SOUNBITE OF SONG, "DOG DAYS ARE OVER")
FLORENCE AND THE MACHINE: (Singing) The dog days are over. The dog days are done. The horses are coming. So you better run. Run fast for your mother. Run fast for your father. Run for your children, for your sisters and brothers. Leave all your love and your longing behind. You can't carry it with you if you want to survive.
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