My Side of the Story
It was a day like any other, the people moved around freely carrying on with people business. They had no worries because they knew at a moment’s notice I would give my life to protect them. I alerted them when something didn’t feel, sound, or smell safe. I would sit perched on the arm of the couch, that was my favorite spot because you could see the front door. I smelled who was coming in and going out. It was an “apartment” well that’s what the people called it, all I know is that you had to climb a lot of tiny hills to get there. So, that day I was sitting there protecting my people, and suddenly I was thrown into the dark. It was scary, it felt like the time I made an accident and got in BIG trouble for it. Except this time, I didn’t make an accident. Maybe I spilled my water? No, I’m sure I didn’t do that. Then I was falling, for a long time. I hit something, it hurt so bad I called for help but no one came. I tried to dig my way out but the dirt that surrounded me only slid around and wouldn’t break. I don’t know what I did so wrong? Maybe they will come back and get me…maybe…Please comeback?
If Dogs Could Talk
There is a cliché which states “If only walls could talk” what if instead the cliché were “If only dogs could talk”. The conversation would be quite interesting. The story of an interview with a New York Chihuahua thrown four stories down a garbage chute would make front page of the paper, and even TMZ would pick it up. Although, I would rather use the above chihuahua monologue as only a figment from an overdue story in my imagination; I cannot because unfortunately it is very true. It didn’t make front page news, nor did it get caught by TMZ cameras. At very least, it managed making making the pet section of the New York Post. .
Perspective & Motive
This story is one of many that happens every day. The chi lived there long enough for the neighbors to become familiar with its habitual barking. So, then the question becomes how does a family go from seeking a dog to become a family member, to tossing it like day old garbage? Perspective and motive. If a dog is bought only because it’s cute it’s seen as an object. The motivation is superficial, and the perspective is no different than buying a new pair of shoes. When those shoes become worn we toss them out (some of us stick them in the back of the closet, just in case) and march down to the shoe store to buy a new pair. When perspective and motive are equally yoked, great families seek dogs because they would like to add an addition to their family, and it’s a bonus if they are cute. Let’s be honest an old sock can be cute if you fall in love with it!
This doesn’t mean that people don’t have the right to change their mind. Maybe they never had a pet, and they find out it isn’t for them. Maybe a love one passes and the pet has nowhere to go, with no extended family to take them in. It then becomes our responsibility to handle our loving companions the best way possible, it becomes our duty as humans to be empathetic. There are several options available to those who no longer want to care for a pet, tossing one into a garbage chute should never be an option.
What are a few options?
Contact the Pet Store or Breeder- Contacting the person or place you got it from can be a way to take action, most good breeders would rather have the dog with them then homeless.
Surrender- Some states have animal shelters that will except unwanted pets. Each state has its own set of rules so check with your local humane society or animal shelter. Animal Humane Society Surrender Info
Make a post-Tell social media, place a pet ad in the paper or sign up to a website dedicated to finding homes for pets.
Ask a friend – Be open, maybe that friend that can sit on the couch entertaining themselves with your pet for hours without getting bored just might be a good fit.
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