Musings about life through the eyes of an old helicopter pilot.
Dear GB - Thanks for ripping my heart out and stomping on it. That's why my two pups are rescues. Wish I could take more... Your amigo, The Old Man
Brother, we sat and watched that video and cried like babies. Our little Yogi looks so much like Edie, we were forced to think about how we got him...Original owners bought him at a Pet Store, who probably procured him from a puppy mill. What about Yogi's Mother? Is she caged 24 hours a day with barely enough room to turn around, forced to lie in her own feces? I hope not, but we can't know.My work as an "Animal Control Officer" emphasized how big the problem was/is. I wish I had a magic wand to wave, but since I don't the only thing we can do is try to educate the masses. But I look at the world around me today and realize we're in trouble when it comes to trying to educate anyone... and despair. Still, we MUST try, and we can hope for a "Road to Damascus" moment, right?
Oh, she's a cutie. Under that fur and terror there's a dog who's going to be one of the happier dogs alive once she realizes she's home for good.When we get a yard large enough for a dog, we're getting a puppy. I don't care if it's a wiggling ball of fur or grey-muzzled puppy at heart - my pets have always been strays or rescues, and as happy to have me as I have been to have them.
Can't bring myself to watch this one. I've pondered and tried but I can't.My heart breaks over stories like this...Besides, there's just something about that name...cjh
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