A few days ago, 1/13/2009 I came across a dog staggering on the side of the road. I truned around to see if the dog had gotten hit by a car, but he dragged himself into the yard and under a trailer. A Hispanic man came and out and we tried as best to communicate. He said the dog was only 8 months old and had been sick for 2 months or more. I asked if I could take the dog to my vet and with some hestation he said yes.
I felt it was the later stages of distember and our vet comfirmed. We put this poor pup out of his long misery and pain. But even while I held him in my van and the needle was injected into his vein to end his such short life, he wagged his tail and licked me. A lick I will not soon forget.
I know we did the right thing and I try not to be so very angry at the Hispanic family for letting this pup suffer.
A death that could have been prevented.
PLEASE, all of you loving people, try each day to make a difference in the life of a neglected or abused animal.
This pup was doomed from the start and it did not have to be. He did not even have a name, they called him Black Dog.
Well he did have a name in the end, it was Jake and he was loved at least for a short time.
Jan
All MY Love Sweet Pup,
| Jan Gordon |