rileystar04
11-12-2005, 04:21 PM
I just wanted to post my feelings about this puppy.... sorry if it doesn't belong here.
Every once in a while I go into the local pet shop, I never buy anything, I just like to give the puppies some much needed love and attention. They don't deserve to be where they are...
There was this golden retriever puppy, 5 months old, kept in such a small cage for such a big boy... because of him I went in the shop about 3 times a week just to say hello. He always wagged that tail like crazy and kissed my hands when I came in. I wanted to take him home so bad, you don't know how many times I wanted to go to the bank and pull out the money. But I couldn't support such a sick industry.
I was going to go in one day and see what happened if he didn't sell. He had been there for so many months. I wanted to see if they'd give him to me for free or if I could give them some breed rescue numbers. I went in and he was gone. I asked if they had found a home for him and they said no, and wouldn't answer anymore questions.
I don't know why this little guy got so close to me... maybe because despite the horrible life he had, and despite all the humans that were so cruel to him, he was always so happy to see me and so willing to love.
I know his future isn't very bright, he's either a stud at the puppy mill now, or was auctioned off... or dead.... I pray he's at the Rainbow Bridge, over the other choices. :(
Again, if this needs to be deleted or moved, sorry, I just feel alot of grief over the little guy.
Every once in a while I go into the local pet shop, I never buy anything, I just like to give the puppies some much needed love and attention. They don't deserve to be where they are...
There was this golden retriever puppy, 5 months old, kept in such a small cage for such a big boy... because of him I went in the shop about 3 times a week just to say hello. He always wagged that tail like crazy and kissed my hands when I came in. I wanted to take him home so bad, you don't know how many times I wanted to go to the bank and pull out the money. But I couldn't support such a sick industry.
I was going to go in one day and see what happened if he didn't sell. He had been there for so many months. I wanted to see if they'd give him to me for free or if I could give them some breed rescue numbers. I went in and he was gone. I asked if they had found a home for him and they said no, and wouldn't answer anymore questions.
I don't know why this little guy got so close to me... maybe because despite the horrible life he had, and despite all the humans that were so cruel to him, he was always so happy to see me and so willing to love.
I know his future isn't very bright, he's either a stud at the puppy mill now, or was auctioned off... or dead.... I pray he's at the Rainbow Bridge, over the other choices. :(
Again, if this needs to be deleted or moved, sorry, I just feel alot of grief over the little guy.