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03-28-2008, 02:35 AM | #1 |
Inactive Account Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: Yorkietown
Posts: 634
| Before you give up on your dog A letter from a dog..asking... How could you? When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?"...but then you'd relent and roll me over for a belly rub. My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs" you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day. Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love. She, now your wife, is not a "dog person", still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch-because your touch was now so infrequent-and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family. I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?" They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind-that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?" Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself-a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. I got this from Dog Place. I read it through my tears remembering that I had to put my little Nikki to sleep because there was nothing that could be done to save her. Thought it might stop someone from getting a puppy for the heck of it and/ or placing one in a shelter. |
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03-28-2008, 03:08 AM | #2 |
Yorkie mom of 4 Donating YT Member Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: LaPlata, Md
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| That made me cry. Me, my mom and dad when I was 8 rescued a lab chow mix (our first dog, well my first dog) that was about a year old and at first she was really hyper never had been in a house before and loved on but she calmed down after a few months and become the best dog then when I was 16 a disk in her back broke and she could no longer use her back legs and was in sooooo much pain they said they might could give her a wheel chair but that she would still be in pain and we loved her soooooooo much, we had to put her to sleep and it was about the hardest thing EVER.
__________________ Taylor My babies Joey, Penny ,Ollie & Dixie Callie Mae, you will forever be in my heart! |
03-28-2008, 03:26 AM | #3 |
YT Addict Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: Montreal, Qc
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| How sad... Food for thought!! |
03-28-2008, 04:12 AM | #4 |
YT 2000 Club Member Join Date: May 2005 Location: Yukon, ok
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| how sad... when i read stuff like this it makes me feel really good that i rescued a dog..
__________________ Kelly- momma to Parker, Star,Zoe, & Kegan.. RIP Silly Lily OK Yorkie Rescue - http://okyorkierescue.org |
03-28-2008, 04:18 AM | #5 |
Donating YT 500 Club Member Join Date: Jan 2006 Location: canada
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| That makes me very very sad, to know that someone could throw a dog away just because it doesn't fit into there lives anymore... Thank you for posting this... More should read this!
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03-28-2008, 04:43 AM | #6 |
owned by my monkeys Donating Member Join Date: Dec 2007 Location: far north dallas, texas
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| i have read that before and it makes me teary everytime... thank you for posting this....thank you for the reminder!
__________________ lyn ~ miss buffey, sir bentley and baby bree ~ RIP sweet gino - mommy will always love you please click to give FREE food - the animal rescue site |
03-28-2008, 04:48 AM | #7 |
YT Addict Join Date: Nov 2007 Location: Keller, Texas
Posts: 275
| That was so sad! Hugs to you for your loss! Paxton says hugs to Nina!
__________________ Carree, Mommy to Cricket and Paxton and Bentley |
03-28-2008, 04:58 AM | #8 |
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03-28-2008, 08:05 AM | #10 |
Gina, (Lexi's Mommy) Donating Member Join Date: May 2005 Location: LONG ISLAND,NY
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| holy crap!! now im crying.. dont feel to good now.. soooooo sad. why did i read this..
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03-28-2008, 08:13 AM | #11 |
Donating YT 1000 Club Member Join Date: Feb 2006 Location: New Hampshire
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| I've read this so many times and it makes me cry EVERY time! gggrrrr I had to give up a bunny once... and my heart hurt so much and I went back to readopt him a few weeks later but he was gone. It was a no-kill shelter so I just hope he went to a nice family and a loving home!
__________________ “Petting, scratching, and cuddling a dog could be as soothing to the mind and heart as deep meditation and almost as good for the soul as prayer.” ― Dean Koontz |
03-28-2008, 10:01 AM | #12 |
Inactive Account Join Date: Aug 2007 Location: Yorkietown
Posts: 634
| SORRY..... It was not my intention to get us all upset. I just thought that maybe if someone was thinking of taking their dog to the shelter they would reconsider. Also, sometimes (I know I do) act impulsively and might get a cute puppy that later on can't be taken care of. FOOD FOR THOUGHT |
03-28-2008, 10:03 AM | #13 |
Gina, (Lexi's Mommy) Donating Member Join Date: May 2005 Location: LONG ISLAND,NY
Posts: 10,455
| we know that sweetie.. im just a cry baby when it comes to animals
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03-28-2008, 11:49 AM | #14 |
Senior Yorkie Talker Join Date: Feb 2008 Location: Glenrothes, Scotland
Posts: 146
| That was so sad, I have a tear in my eye, and a lump in my throat. |
03-28-2008, 12:22 PM | #15 | |
YT Addict Join Date: Jan 2008 Location: Illinois
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i'm never gonna let that happen to my chippy!!! and that makes me want to go adopt all the dogs at the shelters.. if only i could... | |
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