This is not a garden blog, but you might see an article concerning gardening. It is a blog about me and the cultivation of my life. This is a place where I air my opinions and ideas. There will be stories about what is happening or has happened. I like to write poems, some will be good and some will be bad. I am never bored, I hope you won't find what I write about boring. Thank you for sharing time with me.

Thursday, June 12, 2014

RESPONSIBILITY? DUMPED DOG!

SHESHE(tippy)
One of these dogs was dumped.  Can you tell which one?  One of these dogs "lived" 9 months, beaten so badly, she only walked backwards when a human was around.  Cowered, even when you spoke sweetly to her.
 
She was dumped by some kind soul who couldn't stand to see her abused.  They chained her to a 50 pound bag of dog food and left her at a gate to a farm.  She was only 9 months old.  They had no idea the farmer didn't live at the farm.  No idea he had already done his chores for the day and wouldn't be back till 10 AM the next day. 
 
It was the middle of December.  It had been very mild month. It was more like spring than fall or even winter.  About 5 PM it  started to rain.  She was sitting in the rain.  It rained even harder and the temperature began dropping. The rain turned to ice and it kept coming.  She was sitting in it, not able to leave to get to shelter.  Ice accumulated on her, the bag of dog food and her entire world.  The temperature dropped even more and the winds picked up and the ice was topped with 13 inches of snow. 
 
The next morning when the farmer got out of his truck to open the gate he saw the mound of snow blocking the gate. She was frozen but still alive.  He put her in the back of the truck and took her to the hog barn.  He had lots of mama pigs and their heat lamps.  He put her on a mat with a lamp.  By the time he finished the chores the icy miracle was following him around. 
 
When I came to pick up hay a month later I commented when did he get his new dog.  He said, she's not  mine she was dumped here and then he told me her story.   She was so friendly, I played with her a while then left with my hay.  When I got home I called my Hunny and told him about her and asked him if he knew of anyone who would want wonderful spaniel mixed pup.  He said, no, but he would ask around.
 
Later on that day he called and said he would be home early. BTW..this is before cell phones.  When he came home he sat out in the car.  I wondered why he was staying in the car and went out to see why.  When I approached the car I saw why.  He had gone over and retrieved the dog.  I asked him why? (We had 2 dogs).  He said, if we get her socialized she'll have a chance finding a home.  Seventeen years later she still needed a home!
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HONEY
Why would you dump this dog?  Would you beat her?  Mother's day fifteen years ago Hunny went to retrieve the mail (we had been gone till late in the evening and did not pick up the mail).  He was gone longer than it takes to drive to the gate.  When he returned he sat in the car.  He called and asked me to come give him a hand.  I went out to ask him what he needed.  Geesh, a dog, a tiny dog.  I said, "Where did you get that?"
 
He said he thought she was tied to the gate, she was so traumatized, she was pressed up to the gate and didn't move.  She was so tiny only about 18 lbs.  We had 3 dogs with heads bigger than her. (The above two and a coyote).  I said we could put her in our bedroom and put out a sign, so if she was lost her parents could find her.  At the end of a week it was evident this poor, three year old, dog had been abandoned not lost.
 
She was not dirty when we found her.  She still smelled like perfume.  (It had been raining for a week and we live in the country.)  We realized quickly she was afraid of any hand movement.  She was afraid she was going to get hit.  We were afraid our big dogs would have her for lunch when we integrated her in the main house.  Not the case she was the alpha dog for the next 13 years. 
 
She endeared herself to all who came to the house, unless you were under 6 years old.  We had to watch her around that age group.  She was so loved, even by our Daughter, despite the fact she stalked and snapped at the grands, didn't ask us to remove her. The dog was absolutely crazy about our son,  the navy man,  who she saw only once a year for a couple of days.
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BOYCHIK
Starved, beaten, gouges in his skin, He is left at my gate.  Way too thin for his age.  Filled with ticks afraid to even approach me.  He's laying in the leaves at the base of the tree.  I extended my hand with the palm down, he cowered.  I turned my hand over with the palm up as if it was holding something.  He very cautiously leaned forward to sniff.   The tail began to tap the leaves.  I asked him what he was doing here.  I tried to get him to stand up and he wouldn't budge.  I took off my belt and he cowered flat to the ground.  I cooed to him and told him I was just going to use it like a leash.
 
When I put it around his neck you could feel him stiffening up.  I was worried I was going to get bit.  That wasn't the case he was afraid of what was happening.  When I got him up he moved like he was in severe pain.  We needed to walk 20 feet to the car.  That was the slowest long walk.  He was limping.  His rear leg was hurting him in the hip area. 
 
Loading him in the back of the car was very difficult but he laid down immediately.  In the two minutes it takes to get to the house he was sound asleep.  The picture was taken 1 hour after I picked him up.    His story is here:
 
The purpose of this article is:  Whose responsibility is it for "dumped" animals. Above are 3 of the animals we rescued. 
 
Here are more we have rescued:
 
We had a coyote/dog cross we found who had been hit by a vehicle and was left for dead.  We put her back together and she spent the next 17 years with us.. 
 
We had "Brownie" a happy go lucky hound dumped by the gate.
 
Not 4 weeks later we had a beagle dumped, luckily we had a friend with a big farm.  The dog happily rehomed with him.
 
We had a lab mix dumped at the gate with a broken rear leg which had been left unattended for weeks.  He had separation anxiety real bad.  We couldn't help him.  After 3 weeks I had to take him to the humane society.  Beside the things he destroyed, the privilege had become ours to pay 30 dollars to surrender him even though he was not our dog.  Even with his problems and the costs, there is no way we could dump him on the side of the road.  At the same time we weren't able to keep him.  It had become "Our" responsibility. 
 
The vet had a 9 month puppy brought in to be euthanized.  Why, because the people didn't want him and could care less if he had a home.  The vet called and asked if we could take him for the weekend till He found a home for him.  First night with us he ran away.  We put out a sign and within 3 hours he was "home".  Yep, we were his new home.  His Name was "Little guy"  because he was the littlest guy on the place.
 
There were other dogs and other homes we had to find for them.
He was not the last and since we have gotten "Boychick", when we thought there would be no more dogs in our future, it isn't over yet.
 
I know the people this message needs to reach are not reading my blog.  Hopefully I can prevent an animal from being in a situation where they are abused or dumped.  If you are contemplating getting a dog, please know your limits and pick a dog suited to your environment. 
 
Don't pick a Great Dane if you have a 500 sq. ft. apartment.  Don't pick a Jack Russell Terrier if you are a person who has no idea how to set limits. Don't have a dog if you are quick to temper.  Dogs, no matter what their size, are going to try men's souls and do the unthinkable (very much like children).  Remember a dog can be anywhere from a 10 year to a 20 year commitment.  That means first and foremost a love commitment,  don't forget the  bills. 
 
Don't get a puppy because he is cute.  Cute wears thin when he has torn up your favorite magazine or your shoes, or ate something that made him sick and you have that emergency trip to the vet.
 
Get a puppy because you want a friend and are ready to maintain the friendship for the years you will be needed.  He will be your friend forever He won't care if you are fat or skinny, or if you are rich or poor, but if you are sick or scared or sad, he will be there for you to lean on.  He will be there to play with you and to enjoy walks or car rides.  He will be there when you need him and when you don't.
 
Remember you will be feeding that dog for that length of time.  Dog food is not cheap (even the cheap brand is not that cheap)  The larger the dog the larger the daily bill is.  It is a fact of life dogs get sick.  They also get injured.  Taking the dog to the vet is expensive.  You have the yearly array of shots.  Then there are the incidentals like toys, bedding, food dishes, leashes and collars, heart worm preventative; the list is extensive.
 
Read all you can on how to work with your new friend.  Learn how you can be a dog owner whose pet  trusts you and knows you will be there for him.  Your attention to detail will be returned in copious amounts of love!
 
Acquiring a dog should not be an impulsive decision.  I have found dogs can be dumped because of aggression, they don't mind, they get too big, they have problems with their plumbing and so many other problems.  I have a question, is this the dogs problem or is it their environment?
 
Boychik has overcome all his fears and his plumbing problems(even though Internet sites said pit bulls are hard to potty train).  It has only taken us 6 weeks and we have a dog I would trust in any situation.  It was work and we had to be constantly vigilant. It still is a work in progress with constant reinforcement.  New obstacles surface as the honeymoon is coming to an end.
 
He is so loyal to us he comes running from where ever he is the minute he hears our voices.  All he wants to do is please us.  Now all we need to do is out-live his chewing...he is improving.  If he picks up something new he looks at us to see if what he has in his mouth is kosher.  If we say drop it, he releases it immediately.  If we follow with "No" he doesn't go to that type object again.
 
Yes, we have assumed this responsibility at a time in our golden years, when it is a possibility he may outlive us.  When our pocket books have become smaller.  We look forward to lots of unconditional love.
 
Other blog sites by me:

http://pitbulladog.blogspot.com/
Chronicling our adventures with a dumped Pit Bull Pup who has become a hidden treasure.
 
A blog mostly about quilting,
cooking, poetry, prose and a little gardening,
 Tutorial on how to make 5 panel Boxer Shorts.
 Check out "A MYSTERY IN THE MAKING"
A mystery quilt designed with the novice in mind. 
 
blogs about the wildflowers on our farm
Organic methods we use, some cooking and some poetry,
blogs about Seed sprouting, insects, and garden pictures
Blog about an endangered beneficial beetle
 
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1 comment:

  1. Thank you Gloria - for your animal love - for your patience - for your generous heart. We love you

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