Thursday, October 20, 2011

Sometimes It's Hard To Accept A Culture

My heart is very heavy as I write this.   I was just told that someone poisoned Friend, the big white dog I save a couple of years ago.  One of the neighbors said he warned people about dogs running lose as they had killed some of his sheep.   Friend was found down the street barely alive and foaming at the mouth.  She died a few minutes later.

Friend was just a piece of nothing when I found her.  She had been tied up and left by someone.  She was able to gnaw through her tether and I found her, just bones, unable to stand and ate for three days lying on her side.   She then appeared at our front gate.  We gave her a bath, took her to the vet for medications and special shampoos to get rid of the mange.   She turned out to be a beautiful dog.   She loved roaming around, she never stayed her more than one night as she never knew what a home was.   Most of the neighbors played with her, fed her, and pretty much let  her do her thing. 

I had just taken her for a shampoo and cut last week.  She was so happy running around. 

Life is cruel.   She wasn't mine but she was another lovely creature who found someone to love her and give her a little attention after the rotten life she had had.  Well, now her wonderful energy has returned to the source and is now something else.   Sorry to write such depressing words but I need to get it out. 


  1. So sad, I remember when you brought her in and nursed her back to health, but she was a bit wild and that's a risky life.
    Cheers to you for your kind heart.


  2. I was raised on & in ranching communities in the States. This was the except rule I grew up with. If you have livestock and your livelihood depends on the livestock, it was & still is the way of life.

    rocmoc n AZ

  3. I am so sorry Chris. This has brought tears to my eyes as I remember how much Whiskey was loved and cared for by us and then to have Friend who was unloved and uncared for until she met you and that you brought her back to health and to have someone care for her. Life just isn't fair sometimes.

    Kevin and Ruth

  4. My wife and I work with Labrador Retriever Rescue of Florida. When I see the condition of some of the dogs that are brought in I'm almost ashamed to share the same planet with the people responsible. Our present Sandy was a rescue from an animal hoarder with more than 60 animals. Congratulations on doing what you did for Friend.


  5. How horrible!
    She will be at Rainbow Bridge waiting for you, her rescuer.

    The Rescuer's Rainbow Bridge is on this page, scroll down:

    You gave her another lease on life when she needed it.

    My condolences, I am an SPCA foster mom, and it is so depressing when one of the rescues meets an untimely end.

    Happy Tails, and Trails, Penny, TX

  6. So very very sad for you Chris. I understand your pain. One of our dogs died of poisoning in Mexico several years ago. You gave Friend another chance at life and she at least lived to experience the goodness of people.

  7. I'm sorry to read this. It truly can be a "dog's life" in some countries.
    We were a little taken aback by the lack of animal husbandry in Puerto Rico. I see it is somewhat similar in Mexico. Apparently a "Latino" thing. Kind of like the basura on the beach.
    Some things we never get used to.