I was born 5 years ago, the daughter of a beautiful Select Champion bitch and a very handsome Select Champion dog. People said that I had a great pedigree. I had longer hair than the others. Famous dog people came to look at me and my litter-mates. My litter-mates all left with these different people and went on to become Champions, so I heard. I went to live with a breeder/handler. I lived in a kennel run all the time. I heard my people say how pretty my type was; how good my temperament was; how great my shoulder was; too bad I was a long-coat. My litter-mates must not have had hair as long as mine, so, I guess my hair was a bad thing. I was bred to a handsome boy dog. I didn’t feel so good while I was pregnant and I eventually gave birth to 2 puppies. No one liked my puppies. My people kept saying, “Too bad.” I heard that my picture was put on the internet and I might go to a home. Home sounded like a good place. Maybe better than living in a kennel run, waiting day after day for the time my food came, and sometimes a cheerful word or a playful pat. A lady came by my kennel one day and said how pretty I was and why didn’t my owner breed me to the lady’s champion dog? My owner said ok. I went to live at the lady’s house for a few weeks and was bred to her handsome dog. He was fun to play with. It was nice at the lady’s house. I wondered if I was now in a home, like I had heard about. There was no kennel at the lady’s house. I ate good food and played with the boy dog and slept in the people house. It was fun hearing a bird sing in the morning and watching a cat scoot around the house. Even the little, old Chihuahua was nice to me. Then one day, I went back to the breeder/handler kennel. I saw the lady on and off over the next few weeks. She told the breeder/handler that she would give me a home if he decided to get “rid” of me. I thought that sounded like a good thing. I thought I was going to have puppies again, and didn’t feel so good. I hoped they were good puppies and didn’t have long hair or be ugly and bad like my first puppies must have been. My breeder/handler told people that I wasn’t pregnant after all, and it wasn’t worth trying to breed me anymore as I apparently had “problems,” so he took me away from his kennels. A nice doctor and nurse petted me, stung me with a needle, and killed me. I guess my breeder/handler decided to not let the lady come and take me to her home to be her pet. I’m nothing. ---------- Original Message ---------- Date: Sun, 30 Oct 2011 15:16:16 -0700 (PDT) From: MORGAN LEWIS <shadowland22000@xxxxxxxxx> Subject: OBIT OF A 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 ** REPOST IF YOU'RE AGAINST ANIMAL ABUSE Morgan Lewis, RPh. Member GSDCA President Last Hope of Georgia 501c3 "So Much to Do, So Little Time" ============================================================================ POST is Copyrighted 2011. All material remains the property of the original author and of GSD Communication, Inc. NO REPRODUCTIONS or FORWARDS of any kind are permitted without prior permission of the original author AND of the Showgsd-l Management. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. Each Author is responsible for the content of his/her post. This group and its administrators are not responsible for the comments or opinions expressed in any post. 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