Story of a Brave Puppy

Ik heb lang getwijfeld of ik dit wel moest plaatsen aangezien het echt een enorm zielig verhaal is dat je waarschijnlijk niet met droge ogen kunt lezen, maar ik plaats het toch omdat het echt enorme indruk heeft gemaakt op mij en de mensen om mij heen.

Bij deze ben je dus gewaarschuwd.
Echt, denk 2x na voordat je dit gaat lezen want het is heftig!

Het verhaal is niet geschreven vanuit ervaring maar dit soort dingen gebeuren dagelijks.
Wie het geschreven heeft weet ik overigens niet.



The Story of a Brave Puppy:

1st Week:

Today I am one week old. What a joy to be part of this World!

1 Month:

My mother takes very good care of me. She's really an exemplary mother.

4 Months:

I have grown very rapidly, everything attracts my attention. There are several children in the house who are like little brothers to me. We play a lot, they pull on my tail and I give them little bites in good fun.

5 Months:

Today I was yelled at. My mistress was all upset because I peed inside the house. But I was never told where exactly I should do it. I also sleep in the hall. I was very unhappy about that!

8 Months:

I am a very happy dog! I have warmth of a home, I feel so safe, so protected... I think that my human family loves me. The courtyard is all mine and, oftentimes, I exceed myself, digging the ground like my ancestors, the wolves, to hide the food. They never try to teach me anything. It must be all right then, all these things I'm doing!

12 Months:

Today I am one year old. I am an adult dog. But my masters say that I have grown more than they had expected. How proud they must be of me!

13 Months:

Today I was tied up. I was almost unable to move; to catch a sunbeam when I feel cold, or to shade myself when the sun is on high. They say they are going to observe me and that I am ungrateful. I don't understand a thing of what is happening to me.

15 Months:

All is changed now... they keep me locked up in the veranda. I feel very lonely. My human family doesn't want me anymore. Sometimes they forget that I am thirsty and hungry. When it rains, I don't have a roof over my head...

16 Months:

Today they removed me from the veranda. I was sure that my human family had forgiven me. I was so happy that I was leaping with excitement. My tail was working like a fan. Whats more, I thought they were going to take me for a walk!!! We took the direction of the highway and, all of a sudden, they stopped the car, opened the door and I got out, happy, thinking that we would spend the day in the country. I don't understand why they closed the door and left. "Listen, wait!" I barked. They have forgotten me... I ran after the car with all my strength. My anguish grew as I started to understand, as I was out of breath and they were not stopping, that they had abandoned me!

17 Months:

I looked in the vain for the way back home. I am alone and feel lost. On my wanderings, I meet some people with a good heart who look at me with sorrow and give me some food. I thank them with my eyes, from the bottom of my soul. I wish they would adopt me. I would be loyal like none before me! But they just say, "Poor little dog, it must be lost"

18 Months:

Some days ago, I went by a school and saw many children and youngsters like my little brothers. I got closer and a group of these youngsters, laughing, threw a shower of stones at me, just to see who would aim best. One of those stones hit me in one eye and, since, I can't see at all with it.

19 Months

It's incredible. When I was better looking, people took pity on me. I am very weak now and look awful. I've lost one eye and people show me the broom when I try to rest in the shade somewhere.

20 Months:

I find it increasingly difficult to move. Today, while trying to cross the street, I was hit by a car. I was in the pedestrian crossing zone, but I will never forget the satisfied look of the driver, who even praised himself for having hit me. I wish he had indeed killed me! But he only dislocated my hind legs! The pain is insufferable! The legs are not obeying me and only with great difficulty was I able to drag myself to the grass on the roadside. For ten days I have been exposed to the burning sun, the hard rain, the cold, without food. I can no longer move. The pain is insufferable. I am in a very humid place, and it looks like even my hair is falling. Some passers-by do not even notice me; others say "don't come any closer". I am almost unconscious, but a bit of strength from deep inside forces me to open my eyes. The sweetness of her voice made me react. "Poor little dog, look how they have left you", she was saying. With her was a man in a white apron who touched me and said, "I am sorry lady, but this dog won't make it. It's better to help him out of his suffering." The kind lady, tears flowing down her cheeks, acquiesced. As well as I could, I moved my tail and thanked her with my eyes, for helping me finally rest in peace.

While I was feeling the slightest prickle of the needle, before that long lasting sleep, my last thought was, "Why did I have to be born, when no one wanted me?"

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With tears in my eyes I have written this for you all to see only a small glimpse of what happens when someone decides to stop caring for the pet they chose to take in. I only encourage you all, if you or someone you know, doesn't want their pet anymore then please research your options instead of doing something as stupid as this. You can give them to a shelter or to a friend that does want them. Just because your pet may be out of sight and out of mind, doesn't mean they are having a wonderful time being lost wherever you decided to drop them off. It's YOU who has decided to care for a pet, then it's also YOU who is responsible for how you care for them!

Don't take an animal in just because it's cute! If you truly have time for a pet, research on the varieties and pick something that will suit your lifestyle, location and how big your home is.

And most importantly, "Do unto others, as you want them to do unto you"! It doesn't apply to humans only, but to everything, from animals to mother Earth herself. If you don't wish to get bit back for your actions, then think before doing something stupid.

*tranen over m'n wangen*

oh wat een verdrietig verhaal
waarom denken veel mensen nou nooit na als ze een hond nemen ?!?!
of waarom verdiepen ze zich er niet in hoe groot een hond word en wat hun karakter is

Ik ben er stil van... het doet me denken aan de beelden die je ziet op tv op animal planet..