This puppy made me cry, because he died today!
This is a mush share, especially during a holiday or birthday...
This Facebook post ripped through my heart, I cried and died a little inside.
I died today with the saddest puppy picture that I have seen in awhile, posted by Carol Ferguson.
This Facebook post ripped through my heart, I cried and died a little inside.
I died today with the saddest puppy picture that I have seen in awhile, posted by Carol Ferguson.
Dear Mom and Dad,
I died today. You got tired of me and took me to the shelter. They were overcrowded and I drew an unlucky number. I am in a black plastic bag in a landfill now. Some other puppy will get the barely used leash you left. My collar was dirty and too small, but the lady took it off before she sent me to the Rainbow Bridge .
Would I still be at home if I hadn't chewed your shoe? I didn't know what it was, but it was leather, and it was on the floor. I was just playing. You forgot to get puppy toys.
Would I still be at home if I had been housebroken? Rubbing my nose in what I did only made me ashamed that I had to go at all. There are books and obedience teachers that would have taught you how to teach me to go to the door.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't brought fleas into the house? Without anti-flea medicine, I couldn't get them off of me after you left me in the yard for days.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't barked? I was only saying, "I'm scared, I'm lonely, I'm here, I'm here! I want to be your best friend."
Would I still be at home if I had made you happy? Hitting me didn't make me learn how.
Would I still be at home if you had taken the time to care for me and to teach manners to me? You didn't pay attention to me after the first week or so, but I spent all my time waiting for you to love me.
I died today.
Love, Your Puppy
I died today. You got tired of me and took me to the shelter. They were overcrowded and I drew an unlucky number. I am in a black plastic bag in a landfill now. Some other puppy will get the barely used leash you left. My collar was dirty and too small, but the lady took it off before she sent me to the Rainbow Bridge .
Would I still be at home if I hadn't chewed your shoe? I didn't know what it was, but it was leather, and it was on the floor. I was just playing. You forgot to get puppy toys.
Would I still be at home if I had been housebroken? Rubbing my nose in what I did only made me ashamed that I had to go at all. There are books and obedience teachers that would have taught you how to teach me to go to the door.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't brought fleas into the house? Without anti-flea medicine, I couldn't get them off of me after you left me in the yard for days.
Would I still be at home if I hadn't barked? I was only saying, "I'm scared, I'm lonely, I'm here, I'm here! I want to be your best friend."
Would I still be at home if I had made you happy? Hitting me didn't make me learn how.
Would I still be at home if you had taken the time to care for me and to teach manners to me? You didn't pay attention to me after the first week or so, but I spent all my time waiting for you to love me.
I died today.
Love, Your Puppy
Vote for Jack and help save a life
Vote for Jack. His life was hard and his story will pull your heart strings.
Vote and then read his sad beginning and happy ending
Formally know as Willy Wonka, he is one of the few dogs featured in the Huffington Post.
Jack's Story ( http://www.huffingtonpost.com/…/dog-fighting-recovery_n_571… )
To vote for Jack follow the link Vote for Jack ...
If He wins We are donating it to..."Pit Sisters" to save another Life :-)
The Pit Sisters (they are 100% non for profit-it all goes to the dogs) The Pit Sisters saved Jack and I gave him a home!You can like them on Facebook on the Pit Sisters Facebook page .
Vote for Jack & Save a Life
Vote and then read his sad beginning and happy ending
Formally know as Willy Wonka, he is one of the few dogs featured in the Huffington Post.
Jack's Story ( http://www.huffingtonpost.com/…/dog-fighting-recovery_n_571… )
To vote for Jack follow the link Vote for Jack ...
If He wins We are donating it to..."Pit Sisters" to save another Life :-)
The Pit Sisters (they are 100% non for profit-it all goes to the dogs) The Pit Sisters saved Jack and I gave him a home!You can like them on Facebook on the Pit Sisters Facebook page .
Vote for Jack & Save a Life
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What is wrong with society's youth today? about Quattro...
I just read this article about a cat named Quattro and how he was tortured by three kids, ages 6, 10 & 12. What is the issue? Why are these children so heartless and evil? I could never hurt a living creature, I don't understand or could even try to process what is wrong with these kids today.
I know God has been removed from most of our country and many people are living broken lives, but where did the love and empathy go? Most kids I know cry at the sight of a dead animal on the side of the road, how did all these kids decide to go down the road of a serial killer in the making? How did they become so emotionless?
Justice for Quattro is a must read kind of article! I cried for the cat that I did not know and so did many outraged animal lovers and animal rights activists, Way To Go to you all! You all made your voices SO LOUD that the courts had no chance to give these kids a slap on the wrist, they were basically forced to FIT THE PUNISHMENT TO THE HORRIFICNESS OF THE CRIME THAT WAS COMMITTED! I thank you all and PRAY Quattro can now RIP!
A sad ending, but a victorious outcome for the animals, animal loves and animal activists. Here is the link to Quattro's Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/justiceforquattro
http://www.examiner.com/article/justice-for-quattro-young-children-abusers-plead-guilty-to-torturing-cat?CID=examiner_alerts_article
I know God has been removed from most of our country and many people are living broken lives, but where did the love and empathy go? Most kids I know cry at the sight of a dead animal on the side of the road, how did all these kids decide to go down the road of a serial killer in the making? How did they become so emotionless?
Justice for Quattro is a must read kind of article! I cried for the cat that I did not know and so did many outraged animal lovers and animal rights activists, Way To Go to you all! You all made your voices SO LOUD that the courts had no chance to give these kids a slap on the wrist, they were basically forced to FIT THE PUNISHMENT TO THE HORRIFICNESS OF THE CRIME THAT WAS COMMITTED! I thank you all and PRAY Quattro can now RIP!
A sad ending, but a victorious outcome for the animals, animal loves and animal activists. Here is the link to Quattro's Facebook page: https://www.facebook.com/justiceforquattro
http://www.examiner.com/article/justice-for-quattro-young-children-abusers-plead-guilty-to-torturing-cat?CID=examiner_alerts_article
2014 What am I thankful for?
Since my first article, “What am I thankful for?” in 2007,
my thoughts and heart have been jaded by humanity.
Most people today forget what our ancestors, friends or even
family members went through for us to be where we are today. Most people are too caught up in their own
selfish needs and do not even care about what is going on around them, less
than five feet from their world. Most people today are handed everything and
either forgot or simply do not know how to get what they need on their own.
Some people even expect to be given everything they need for free without
having to lift a finger. I want to share
a little bit of information about what I appreciate in my life and how I am
thankful for it every day, especially on Thanksgiving Day.
This year has been the worst ever for my family and I; we
lost our Abuela and uncle, we have suffered multiple emergency room visits and
the bills are off the chart, we have suffered money trouble, I have had to cut
off communication with much of my family members due to their insane and
illegal behaviors, and worst of all my faith has been rocked and doubt set in.
To try and think of things to be thankful for actually
brings tears to my eyes. The ache in my heart, feels like semi’s crashing into
my chest causing an eruption of a dormant volcano. My tears of lava burn
through my skin creating deep and painful scars, how can I be thankful for
anything?
Some will say that I need to be happy that we are alive and
have a job, but I disagree. I see pain, evil, and loss of innocent lives
everywhere I look. My empathy is my poison; killing me from the inside out,
like a slow leaky drip from the kitchen sink in the middle of the night keeping
you awake with its growing loudness, drip, Drip, DRip, DRIp, DRIP, DRIP! Sometimes
the deafening sound of black silence seems like it would relieve the pain.
Then I think about how strong God made me, how others may
still need me, how the voiceless need as many strong people as they can get to
cry out for them…
There are people that do love me and would be in pain, if
that silence was embraced. I am thankful for them. I am thankful for the opportunities
that God has provided for me to help people and animals, whenever I can and
whenever I can. I have three awesome dogs who keep me smiling, even in my
angriest moments. Now my daughter who has the biggest heart I have ever seen has
rescued three great cats, sadly one did not make it (RIP kitten). She makes me so proud, helping those who cannot
speak out and ask for help.
I am thankful for the many chances that I get to help the
abused and discarded animals of my community. It might not be much, but I know
for those few dollars that I share it will help get medical for an animal in
need. Simply providing transportation can help that pet find a new home. That
one man who was walking by and I stopped; my son gave him his two sandwiches, my
water and juice bottles, which for that one moment helped that man. For that afternoon that one man felt no hunger
and we spoke of that good deed no more. All the little things that we do, God
only knows and my heart fills with happy.
I am indeed thankful for our jobs and my children. We all
suffer in different ways and many of us choose to look past the darkness and
into the light. I have met many friends this year and there is a handful that I
may not talk to everyday, but I love them. We are like sole mates cut from the
same cloth. Weather we were born that way or this world made us that
way; our like minds fill my sole with dancing smiley faces bouncing across the
tile floor, steadily gaining more energy and momentum each time it they hit the
wall. I thank them for that and I know that they know who they are.
My husband is someone that I am also thankful for; he
overlooks my many flaws –good or bad ones- he keeps me grounded and he may
never realize how much I really depend on him, because to the world I am abrasive
and too strong mined for most to even try and befriend. We fight like Mr. and Mrs.
Smith (not physically of course); the passion is blows out of the sky like
millions of birds escaping an epic sized storm that could destroy the entire
northern hemisphere. The passion that is epic, yet we have that love that allows
us to be mad and forgive each other’s flaws.
I am thankful that God give me all these chance to prove to
Him and Him alone that I am worth His time, forgiveness, and love. I am
thankful that He gives me what I NEED and thankful for the things that He does
not give me. I am thankful that He allows us the chance to redeem ourselves. I
am thankful for what He gives me every day; wealth in health, a peaceful mind
and spirit, a healthy sole, and the many chances to share that with all His
creatures, tall and small. I am thankful for the life that He has allowed me to
have.
I wanted to share this with you all and pray that we all
have wealth in health, peace of mind, a calm spirit and a happy sole. I am thankful to be able to share this with you today. Let us keep God in our hearts and God bless
us all.
Our Rescues Our Lives
What makes a pet worth saving? What
makes an animal worth saving? What makes a life worth saving? What makes any
life worth saving? What determines a creatures worth? Human or animal; who
decides our worth? Who are we to determine another creatures worth? Who are we
to sit and stand idle, while lives need saving?
Save, save, save
God put us here for reasons we
may never know. We can however be as kind and loving as he would expect us to
be. We can help those who cannot speak or help themselves to obtain a happier
and better life. We are here to protect and serve; whether it is in society’s
careers or volunteering to help those less fortunate than ourselves. We are
here to save the forest, to save the land, to save the animals, to save the
earth, and in the end to save ourselves and humanity. Our purpose here is forever
changing, but our needs are constant, and do not change.
We always need to save ourselves,
but who determines our worth? Saving is what we do and is always in constant
motion. Prioritize and help all those in need, help those who may need it the
most and always move forward. Moving forward and continuing to pay it forward,
may not change the world. But for that person or animal, you changed their
world. One by one we can change the worlds of those who need us to speak out
against crimes against people, animals and humanity.
For all our known and unknown
deeds we will be rewarded appropriately and God will bless us with more chances
to help save those who need it the most, this proving our actual worth to Him
and share our humanity with others. Why are we here, if not to help each other survive
and live on helping others every day?
All we need to do is to watch the
news and witness the evils that plague our countries. Children murdering other
children for no real reason at all other than to see what it would feel like. They
torture animals or even other children that are simply unlucky enough to be
smaller, weaker, and crossed their path on a day that they were simply bored,
seeking sick entertainment. Being bored, really? Being bored is not a reason to
TORTURE anyone or anything! Blaming it on society; if that is the reason, then
society needs to step up and make a change.
Society needs first to show these
children that these behaviors will NOT be tolerated and they will be punished
(not with a slap on the wrist). Secondly we need to show then; yes get out
there and practice what we are preaching.
Go save an animal or feed the hungry, show our children that we mean
what we say and action is the only way for them to know that we do mean business.
Third, stop being a jackass about other
parents trying to help you raise or even just to educate you on things that did
or did not work for them. This is called ADVICE use it or don’t but it usually
comes with the expertise of someone who has been through it. We all know that
teenagers are the smartest of us all and listen to no one. However, if we SHOW
then through ACTION we might break through and they may actually hear us,
listen to us, and absorb the information and they may even take action of their
own.
When I save my first rescued dog,
it was her sad lose of hope that shot out of her eyes and into my head and
broke my heart. It took years for her to trust us, but it was worth it. In
return she loves me, protects me and makes me smile every day. http://bethevoice4thevoiceless.blogspot.com/2014/11/ritta.html
The second one was not a real
rescue, but we saved her from being sold to just anyone who had the money.
The third was a dog that might
have been fostered forever simply because he was a dark haired pit-bull mix. He
was also born into the dog fighting world with little chance of ever being a
normal dog; he started off with two strikes against him. I am here to tell you
that he IS a Great DOG and I am glad that we were BLESSED to be able to adopt
him! http://bethevoice4thevoiceless.blogspot.com/2014/07/jack-jack-aka-willie-wonka-rescue.html
& http://www.huffingtonpost.com/2014/08/26/dog-fighting-recovery_n_5717823.html?1409087278
The fourth rescue (the saddest of
all) a kitten left in a box, only weeks old and no way to help itself, we found
and named “Lucky.” Lucky learned that some people could be nice, because my
daughter saved him that night. We were heart broke to discover that the vet
could not save him, after three days with us he died happy and pain free. http://bethevoice4thevoiceless.blogspot.com/2014/07/kitten-in-box.html
The fifth rescue was an old cat
that just needed to be adopted, she is always hiding and just recently allows
us to pet and love on her (then goes back to hiding under the bed).
The sixth rescue was a kitten
about 5 months old that was left in a material pet carrier on the sidewalk of
an extremely busy intersection, again my daughter saved his life and he is
lucky Louie.
Not every dog or cat will have an
insane story that makes the news or makes it to an FBI agent’s desk, but to
each and every one of them have a story that defines their behavior. Given the
chance we can make them all have happy endings.
My home is full, but if we save
any more lives we will have to turn to the local shelters to take them in. But
we will continue to save, because we know and believe that God gave us these
chances to show that we are good and deserve the life that he has given to us.
To the waste of a life that hurt and abandoned these helpless animals, karma is
your enemy and God will serve you something SPECIAL.
A life is a life and my humanity
decides that it is worth my time and effort to help and save another life. My
heart says that we need to help anyone being that is in need and we all deserve
a chance to live a happy life. God
created us and He created all the creatures around us. They deserve to be noticed
and given a chance at living a life. Love, help, and live always knowing that
even saving one little animal could end up saving yourself and us all.
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| Left to right (rescue #3 Jack, rescue #2 Martini, rescue #1 Ritta) |
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| rescue #3 Jack |
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| Louie rescue #6 |
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| Louie rescue #6 |
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| rescue #4 Little Lucky (RIP my love) |
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| Mulan rescue #5 |
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| Mulan rescue #5 |
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| Rescue #1 Ritta (where it all began) |
Ritta
She is 13 months old and she was abused to what degree,
we can never guess. Her life a mess, so young, what to do? One day a stranger
came and put her in a truck, to the dog pound she went.
There were nice? People there, nice people that gave her
medicine and they fed her. She got food, medicine, and a bed. They even gave
her a name, they called her Ritta.
Ritta watched day in and day out as people walked passed
her kennel. She began to get sadder and sadder. She saw her friends leave with
their new families. No one ever seemed to ever pick her and she began to give
up. Another day passed and another day passed, Ritta continued to stare at the
wall. Ritta looked mean and scary to most people and because she was always
staring at the corner, people continued to pass her by.
One day a new family passed her by she continued to stare
into the corner. As the family started to pass a second time Ritta did not hide
her face fast enough for the family not to see her. She had been seen and the
mom stopped in her tracks.
The asked to meet and play with Ritta, the workers told
the family that she was a sweet girl, a 50 pound lap dog and extremely shy, but
very loving. They explained that people don’t like to adopted the shy dogs,
they all want puppies.
The family adopted Ritta and then they discovered how
loving she was. They also discovered her fears!
She was scared of paper, newspaper, magazines, bags
blowing in the wind; Ritta quivered and cowered down on the ground. If anyone
raised their voices or yelled she cowered in a corner or sit by you quivering.
Bangs, loud chicks, sudden noises or movements sent her running to her bed
shaking.
The worst part was when the mom came home with a new job
and her new gun! Ritta looked at it and walked straight to her bed and did not
move until the gun was put away.
Ritta is my dog now and she always amazes me. She is
smart and now almost fearless, with the occasional flashback of fear from her
past. Today is you raise your hand and have a magazine or newspaper in it she
barks and waits… for you to throw it so she can shake it to shreds. Now at 9 ½
years old she continues to take my breath away.
The below picture is of Ritta during the summer of 2013.
BREEDER X" HD Version. Ep #1 "You Don't Know Jack"
A Must SEE!
Breeder X Episode #1 "You don't know Jack"
This short story shares why and what and what needs to be done in a new and inventive way! It tells a story in a personal way that makes you mad at the abusers and cry for the victims. Yes it is a story, but this could be anyone's story and it could happen too!
Breeder X Episode #1 "You don't know Jack"
This short story shares why and what and what needs to be done in a new and inventive way! It tells a story in a personal way that makes you mad at the abusers and cry for the victims. Yes it is a story, but this could be anyone's story and it could happen too!
Published on Oct 11, 2014
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X". Look inside the life of Jack Bellamy, a man who loves his wife and
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love.
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NEWS: FBI to monitor animal cruelty cases more closely
YAY! It is about TIME!
FBI to watch animal cruelty case more closely!
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FBI to watch animal cruelty case more closely!
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FBI: Animal Cruelty to be included in reports
Speak Out !!
Your silence condones they horrid and evil actions!
Speak out and raise your voices!!
Raise your disgust and take a stand!
Stand up for the weak.
Stand up for those who can not speak for themselves.
Stand up for those who need it.
People
Dogs
Cats
All of Gods creatures!
Be that animals or persons hero and make that moment a defining moment for all involved!
Speak out and raise your voices!!
Raise your disgust and take a stand!
Stand up for the weak.
Stand up for those who can not speak for themselves.
Stand up for those who need it.
People
Dogs
Cats
All of Gods creatures!
Be that animals or persons hero and make that moment a defining moment for all involved!
Gave Chase
Gave Chase
Open the door
Always A second behind
No worries
No fears
Dark thirty very near
Could not him
Brown with a hint of red
Saw one
then two
Called out
Once then twice
Where are three
Called out again
Where are you
I knew he was there
In the shadows of the street light
I was only a second behind
How could I lose him?
I called out
I yelled out
I cried out
Fear in my voice
Jack
JACK
I saw movement
Here he is
Walking towards me
There was something in his mouth
He me toward me
With a proud gallop
Proud and happily he trotted
I said Jack come here to me
When I called
He came
Closer and closer
I was appalled and stepped back
What he had in his jaws
His trophy to me as I called him back
I cried drop it
Leave it
Leave it
Drop it NOW!
He dropped it and looked at me
With curiosity
He stepped toward me
looked at his prize
looked at his prize
The creature did not move
Was it dead
I cried
NO
I yelled at him
You don’t kill anything
He knew I was mad but not as to why
I said come inside
All three came with me
As I peeked back
The creature did not move
I cried over the phone
My husband did not understand why
Off to work
Still dark outside
Before leaving in the truck
I peeked into the backyard
Where is it
It move
I feared it moved somewhere
Off to die
In peace
A sad and lonely
Painful way to die
I cried
At work I tried
Not to think about it
Not one bit
I did
Once at home I looked for it
I saw nothing
I looked for its body
Nothing
My daughter said that
It might have been playing dead
Like a opossum
Laying in the dark for the safety to move
Move in the night like a bugler out of site
So it could run and hide
And
Live
I was happy at this thought
That I could not find the creature that Jack caught
Happy that my dog that gave chase
Did not end a life
At least that is what I hope
Having never witnessed a chase end in a catch
End in death
I was and am happy that the chase ended in LIFE
The Chase did not end in death
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