Dangerous Dogs?
A fantastic interview on Channel 10 News regarding misinformed media. Watch the video on Dangerous Dogs?.
Ontario, Canada & Denver are two of the role models used in the news media when speaking of the BSL. Hopefully, Ontario will change this if we win the ammendments we are fighting for & stop the spread of BSL. Education, responsible ownership & a dangerous dog registry of ALL dog attacks are KEY to provide true safety of the public from dog attacks.
A fantastic interview on Channel 10 News regarding misinformed media. Watch the video on Dangerous Dogs?.
Rambled by Conners at Saturday, September 30, 2006 2 comments
In the Ottawa Sun.com comes this tid bit of B.S. journalism that adds to the hype and hatred of the bullie breeds. Jeff Morroson just HAD to add his final remark to get his two cents worth in.
PIT BULL ATTACKED BY BEAR:
A Pennsylvanian man let his pit bull outside to play recently and it was viciously attacked by a black bear.
The dog's owner, Jay Thompson, said the 2-year-old pit bull suffered a shattered left femur, a dislocated hip, and is being treated in a nearby animal hospital.
Thompson knew something was awry when he let the dog out and it headed across the street, barking and growling. A bear had been spotted earlier in the neighbourhood.
The Habitat for Hounds organization has pledged $100 toward the dog's medical bills, which are $1,000.
Now don't get me wrong here folks, I love most dogs, but it is ironic that with all the pit bull attacks on humans, one of these killer pets finally met its match.
Rambled by Conners at Thursday, September 28, 2006 4 comments
What a fantastic way to keep your best friend(s) warm and comfy and help out with the legal defense fund too. I can't wait until Shasta's comes in.
T-Shirts for your Dogs!!!
*PLEASE CROSSPOST WIDELY*
Louise from http://www.allforpaws.ca/ has kindly created a doggy t-shirt for the DLCC and $5.00 from each shirt will be going to the legal challenge fund!
The t-shirts come in navy blue and pink and are available in 3 different sizes, 2X, 3X, and 4X.
T-shirts are readily available at All Creatures Great & Small, (Cobourg and Peterborough), Critter Jungle (Ottawa).
T shirts are also available on line at http://www.allforpaws.ca/.
Phone orders are also accepted at 1-800-747-7135.
The price for each t-shirt is $25.00.
Pictures are attached!!!
This is perfect timing as the weather is getting cooler and we all know that bullies need a bit of extra warmth in the fall and winter!!
These shirts were specifically fitted for larger dogs so they fit the bully breeds really well.
Check them out and remember to tell your doggy friends about them too!!
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 27, 2006 9 comments
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Hwy #27 north of Hwy #8811th Line West
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Or Call Lori (705) 435-3481
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100% of all funds raised at K-9 Fun Day go to the legal defense fund!
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 27, 2006 0 comments
Here's an easy way to help out in the legal defence fund.
http://www.goodpooch.com/home.htm
The founder of goodpooch.com is asking all dog owners to donate $1 to the legal defence fund (Banned Aid).
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 27, 2006 0 comments
2007 Beautiful Staffies and their Ladies Calendar
Don't forget to order your calendar!
Visit www.staffordcanada.com to order your calendar now.
The holidays coming and for a $20 donation to the legal fund you can have a unique gift to give out to friends and family.
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 27, 2006 0 comments
Again in The Huntville Forrester comes more comments from Jack van der Meer's letter against the Pit bull puppies.
Stop Discriminating Against Pit Bulls
Wednesday, September 27, 2006
Re: Pit bull pups deserve a chance, letter to the editor, September 20.
Thank you Christie for speaking up on behalf of the Huntsville Animal Shelter and for all animals. Thank you to the Huntsville Animal Shelter for taking over the responsibility of the many irresponsible ones that abandon and abuse their dogs. Thank you.
I know of many rescuers that specialize in adopting out pit bulls and I can tell with confidence that the only problem they ever had with any dog is that the adoption was not compatiblewith , for example, the lifestyle of the owner. None of these dogs have ever made the headlines. Mr. van der Meer needs a dose of reality. But if ever you are looking for a pit bull expert, here he is.
It is estimated that approximately less than two per cent of dogs of any breed are ever involved in a biting or mauling incident. Most bites are not serious enough to even report. The fact is, all dogs have teeth and can bite, as Christie explained. It really gets me when some ‘expert’ comes along and downplays the years of experience and knowledge of those who deal with dogs every day. It is very disrespectful.
Many people base their opinions of pit bulls through media reports and particularly on a report from the Centre for Disease Control. They made a report many years ago focusing on pit bulls (not even mentioning purebreds) that they have verbally and in writing admitted was grossly inaccurate.
In Ontario there are fewer than 100,000 purebred dogs that have been listed under Bill 132. The bill was cleverly crafted to include as many dogs as possible. Ontario’s pit bull ban is nothing more than racial profiling, as well as a means of stripping a minority of their rights.
Finally, pit bulls (if that is what they are to be known as) have been dubbed ‘nanny dogs’ for the past 150 years. They were called that because they were, and still are, particularly good with children. Those who focus their attention on dog discrimination need to take a really hard look in the mirror.
Linda CareyHuntsville
Reader Comments (Post Yours)
Sep 27, 2006 at 2:23 PM
STOP DISCRIMINATING AGAINST DOG OWNERS
As long as people believe that breed specific legislation is discrimination against dogs, we will continue to project this illusion. Lets be perfectly clear. Breed specific legislation (BSL) discriminates against dog owners based solely upon the physical appearance of the dog that he or she chooses to own. The dog owner is the true focus of BSL. The dog is the property of it's owner. The dog is the unwitting pawn that is used by government to restrict dog ownership by breed upon the human citizen owner. All laws are written for human beings. We are the only sapient creatures who can read, understand, apply, and function to any law that has ever been, or will ever be enacted. Let us utilise our great intellect, and put a halt to the taking of our most ancient, and traditional property.
All law both in Canada, and the USA is based upon tradition, and upon English Common Law. The human tradition of dog ownership is lost in the dim reaches of time, but can be archaeologically traced back well over thirty-five THOUSAND years!!! Let us hold tightly to our human traditions lest they be ripped from us one tradition at a time, until we are slaves of an over-burgeoning government that not only controls our animal ownership, but also our diet, our wardrobe apparel, our very existence.
Cherie Graves, chairwoman
Responsible Dog Owners of the Western States
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 27, 2006 0 comments
IMPORTANT MESSAGE FROM BANNED AID - PLEASE CROSSPOST
Ontario.
Twice the size of Texas.
Three times the size of Germany.
Five times the size of the United Kingdom.
Home to a breed-specific legislative ban covering the largest geo-political area in the world.
A ban that discriminates not by action or deed, but by physical appearance.
A ban that targets not only "pitbulls", American Pit Bull Terriers, American Staffordshire Terriers and Staffordshire Bull Terriers", but haunts *ANY* pure-or-crossbred canine bearing a substantial physical resemblance to one of the aforementioned. The 2004 brainchild of the province's Attorney General, Michael Bryant, the now-infamous Bill 132 was conceived as a vote-grabbing safety measure; a poorly designed and ill-appointed law geared to target the public's visceral fear of dog attacks. Implemented in August of 2005, retribution against innocent canines and their owners was swift.
Walking your pet without a muzzle now means risking seizure without warrant. Visitors and residents alike travelling without certified documentation face the spectre of breed (mis)-identification looming around every corner.
Pets showing natural protective tendencies within the boundaries of their home turf may now be turned in on the suspicion of being 'menacing'. This last is particularly frightening; simple barking at passers-by can be interpreted as 'threatening behaviour' by control officers with no training in either animal behaviour or breed identification. Failure to pass muster on any of the above can and will result in a one-way trip to the official's choice of humane society, pound or research facility. There are few second chances.
This ban has raised both the conscience and ire of dog lovers from British Columbia to Prince Edward Island . It's not just a 'pit-bull' issue. It's a Rottweiler issue, a Doberman issue. It's about Boxers and Bullmastiffs, Bull Terriers, Neapolitan Mastiffs and Boston Terriers, Great Danes and Vizslas... are you surprised? These are but a handful of breeds that have come under scrutiny and endured public censure following the implementation and subsequent over-broad interpretation of A.G. Bryant's Bill.
From the beginning, concerned groups and individuals questioned the feasibility of a legal challenge - a challenge directed at the violation of constitutional rights, yet still allowing for the punishment of those who willfully put animals and people in harm's way. Prominent trial and constitutional lawyer Clayton Ruby was immediately retained.
With the help of the American Staffordshire Terrier Club of Canada, the Golden Horseshoe American Pit Bull Terrier Club, the Staffordshire Bull Terrier Club of Canada and Advocates for the Underdog, a coalition was formed including the Dog Legislation Council of Canada and aptly named "Banned-Aid". This group was to play a prominent role in the ensuing months, bringing the plight of Ontario's dogs to those who otherwise might never have considered the gravity of the situation. Their determination paid off; the spring of 2006 saw a trial date set, and on May 15th, 16th and 18th, Justice T. Herman heard final arguments from both sides in Ontario's Superior Court.
The battle, however, is not quite over. Government-initiated delays have resulted in the near-doubling of our legal fees, which have long passed initial "guesstimates" and are closing in on the 1/2 million mark. In this we are running out of time. Generous time allowances by Clayton Ruby's offices have merely slowed the inevitable, that being we *MUST* come up with $ 100,000 in two weeks' time for this case to continue.
The importance of being present to rebut this new motion cannot be overestimated. Lacking an opposing legal presence gives government lawyers carte blanche while countering from our side greatly increases the chances of any further introductions being struck down as frivolous. Ruby strongly believes this attempt to be a last-gasp 'smoke screen' effort by our opposition, carefully orchestrated to bring us to our financial knees. We cannot let this happen. If we have come this far, it is in large part due to the faith of our members, friends and allies - individuals who possess the same gritty determination hallmarking the breeds this Bill seeks to eliminate forever.
We are so very, very close. For the latest updates and news briefs, we urge you to visit the Dog Legislation Council of Canada website at:
http://www.doglegislationcouncilcanada.org/
If you believe - as we do - that victory is a mere leash-length away, then please help by donating to the Ontario Legal Challenge of Bill 132 through the following agents:
Banned-Aid Coalition - http://www.bannedaid.com/
Send a cheque or money order payable to Banned Aid to:
Cathy Prothro
National Secretary/Treasurer - Banned Aid Coalition
351 Pleasant Street
Dartmouth NS B2Y 3S4
Mark a cheque "Banned Aid - In Trust' on the memo line; make payable to "Ruby and Edwardh" and send to:
Ruby and Edwardh
11 Prince Arthur Avenue
Toronto, ON M5R 1B2
No donation is too small, no suggestion unimportant. Each and every contribution is humbly appreciated - indeed, more than can be possibly expressed. We know the dogs this saves would thank you if they could.
Respectfully
Banned Aid Coalition
351 Pleasant Street
Dartmouth NS B2S 3Y4
Canada
Rambled by Conners at Tuesday, September 26, 2006 0 comments
In FOXNews.com comes another compelling arguement of Pit bull Ban (breed bans) punishes dogs because of bad owners.
Pit Bull Ban Punishes Dogs for Bad Owners
Monday, September 25, 2006
By Radley Balko
This is Rufus. Last February, Rufus was named best in show at the Westminster Kennel Club.
With his football-shaped head, muscular haunches, and powerful jaws, Rufus might, under the right circumstances, look pretty intimidating. He's harmless, of course, as are the vast majority of bull terriers with responsible owners.
Unfortunately, there are a growing number of cities in North American that want nothing to do with Rufus. In addition to several smaller towns, Kansas City, Mo., recently followed the lead of Denver, Colo., and Ontario, Canada, in instituting a ban on "pit bulls."
Any animal meeting the "pit bull" description found in the city will either be turned over to shelters outside the city or, more likely, euthanized.
These types of breed-specific prohibitions are a bad idea for a variety of reasons, but the most glaring is that the most common target of these laws — the "pit bull" — isn't really a breed at all but rather a generic name given to dogs with with features we've come to associate with a certain type of dog with certain aggressive characteristics. The "pit bull" very generally refers to the American Staffordshire Terrier breed, but can include a number of breeds with similar features, including bull terriers like Rufus, and just about any mutt with traces of bulldog, mastiff, or bloodhound crossed with any breed of terrier.
Test yourself — see if you can find the pit bull on this page.
When she was a puppy, I was repeatedly warned that one of my own dogs might be mistaken for a pit bull should I move to an area where they're banned. She's the sweetest, most harmless dog I've ever known, unless you happen to be a rug or a pair of shoes. I once came home to finder her curled up in the cable guys' lap.
The New Yorker's Malcolm Gladwell has written about research showing that pit bull-ish dogs don't deserve their reputation. Gladwell found a study from a research group in Georgia that has so far tested more than 25,000, measuring stability, shyness, aggressiveness, and friendliness in interaction with people. Gladwell writes, "Eighty-four per cent of the pit bulls that have been given the test have passed, which ranks pit bulls ahead of beagles, Airedales, bearded collies, and all but one variety of dachshund."
The president of the group said pit bulls even test unusually well with children.
Dogs commonly called pit-bulls do have unusually strong jaws, a characteristic commonly cited by advocates of eradicating the dogs. The American Staffordshire Terrier is also unusually smart, driven, and determined — all of which make it a challenging dog to own, particularly for new dog owners. But there are many breeds of dog that can deliver a nasty bite when provoked. And herding dogs are even more difficult to own and train than so-called pit-bulls, particularly for people with children (they sometimes nip at the heels of children in an effort to corral them).
The attention directed at pit bulls seems to be more due to their trendiness and their popularity with disreputable owners, not to any unique aggressiveness in the dogs' genetics. Just a few years ago, the tough-guy dog du jour was the equally powerful Rottweiler. Dobermans and German Shepherds have also done their time in the spotlight as the pariah breed.
The problem then is with the owners, not with the dogs. Ban pit bulls, and the riffraff that breeds and trains them for nefarious purposes will simply move on to another breed.
The law in Kansas City, however, is particularly dumb — though it does aptly show just how misguided the thinking among public officials on this issue can be.
Apparently, the city has instituted an "amnesty period," during which well-intentioned owners can turn their pups over for euthanization without facing a fine.
To see the folly in that proposal, consider two hypothetical pit bull owners.
Owner A is a family who had the misfortune of picking a pit bull from the pet store, breeder, or pound. They've raised the dog as a pet, and it lives in a happy, loving home. It's harmless. Owner B is a drug dealer who bought a pit bull to protect his contraband. He has trained the dog to attack. The dog, obviously, is vicious and dangerous.
Which dog owner is more likely to have respect for the law, and take advantage of the amnesty period? Whose dog is more likely to be turned over and euthanized?
Kansas City has created a scenario where most of the harmless pit bulls in the city will be destroyed, rather foolishly leaving mostly the dangerous ones. Of course, that result will only reinforce the wrongheaded notion that all dogs that look like pit bulls are inherently violent and aggressive.
Ingrid Newkirk, the president of People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals, actually supports breed-specific bans, including bans on pit bulls. Her reasoning, however, is revealing. In an op-ed for the San Francisco Chronicle last year, she likened pit bull legislation to gun control, which she also supports. That's rather appropriate. Both policies are misguided, and penalize responsible owners for the sins of criminal owners.
To borrow a phrase from the gun rights movement, when pit bulls are criminalized, only criminals will own pit bulls.
Rambled by Conners at Monday, September 25, 2006 0 comments
In the Peterbourough Examiner it shows how the Ontario goverment made a law, yet wouldn't help to reinforse it and why each municipality does things differently.
Why is this becoming an issue now doesn't make sense as we had to fight the London's proposed bylaw for trying to stick outrages fees and fines to the responsible, registered bullie owners with the full cost and even more so.
Some of the Ontario cities and towns were not so harsh on their citizens, but London was a city that decided to take it's own fight against the bullie owners past what the law was enforcing...only Londoners fought back.
PIT BULL BAN: Back it with cash Queen’s Park left cities on hook for cost of enforcement
By Examiner Staff Editorial - Friday, September 22, 2006
Maybe the cities and towns that are now stuck with the cost of Ontario’s pit bull ban should have seen it coming.
When Attorney General Michael Bryant announced the ban last year, a news release stated that “The McGuinty government is making our communities safer.”
It didn’t say the McGuinty government would be paying for the privilege.
A province-wide ban would be more efficient than a patchwork of hundreds of different bylaws that Ontario municipalities would have passed on their own, Bryant said at the time.
However, there was no evidence cities were about to jump on the ban bandwagon. Peterborough city council had discussed some form of pit bull control in the past but had always backed off.
Part of the reason was concern about whether municipalities had the authority to ban one type of dog, but there were also questions about the cost of enforcement.
The authority issue was taken care of a year ago when the Liberal government amended the Dog Owners’ Liability Act.
Those who already owned pit bulls must keep them leashed and muzzled in public.
No new pit bulls can be bred here or brought into the province.
The question of who pays was also taken care of, indirectly.
The province didn’t make any money available, which means local authorities pay.
In Peterborough, as in most cities, that means local taxpayers.
Brad Algar, general manager of the Peterborough Humane Society, says it costs an average $250 for every stray pit bull (the legislation lumps several types of dogs and mixed breed under that label) that is caught, held for the mandatory 10 days and then destroyed.
In the first year, 10 dogs were scooped up at a total cost of $2,500.
While that may not seem like a lot of money, the Humane Society runs on a very tight budget.
It is contracted by the city to pick up and deal with stray dogs and cats, run the animal shelter and handle cruelty to animal cases.
It relies heavily on volunteers but still struggles to stay within its $205,000 annual operating budget.
The financial crunch is made worse by another new law requiring that all dog bite cases be prosecuted by the Crown attorney’s office, rather than city prosecutors.
A backlog in the criminal courts is delaying those cases.
That means more time for the Humane Society to house and feed the dogs involved, and more costs.
Algar, who wants the province to accept its responsibility, is not asking for a lot of new money.
The society is attempting to enforce Bryant’s ban with only one extra animal control officer.
If the province were really serious about getting these “ticking time bombs” out of communities it would be paying for extra dog catchers, at least until the pit bull population starts to decrease significantly.
But when the City of Toronto made that case, the province declined to bite.
Last spring Toronto city councillors turned down a request from its animal services department for nearly $530,000 to hire 10 new staff to police the ban.
When the city turned to Queen’s Park, the response was that enforcement costs would be low because people are generally law-abiding.
Run that logic out to its conclusion and cities wouldn’t need police forces.
MPP Jeff Leal, a Liberal, says he will press the province to see that local animal enforcement agencies get the funding they need.
If not, the pit bull ban will be one more case of the white knights at Queen’s Park riding to the rescue of local municipalities, then leaving a bill when they ride away.
Rambled by Conners at Sunday, September 24, 2006 0 comments
Yes! Yes! They are finally getting it! Go after the irresponsible OWNERS!!!
Sue me, St. John's mayor tells owners of attack dogs
CBC News
St. John's Mayor Andy Wells says he's prepared to face lawsuits over a city crackdown on aggressive dogs, urging staff to "put the damn dog down" if it seems dangerous.
"We're going to go after them and try to get those dogs," said Wells on Monday night as he responded to a
weekend incident in which two pit bulls attacked another dog in the city.
St. John's Mayor Andy Wells said a small number of 'idiots' and 'fools' are responsible for dog attacks.(CBC)
I've told our staff that whenever we get an animal that they think is dangerous, then — as far as I'm concerned — put the damn dog down," Wells, who owns several dogs himself, told CBC News.
"The owner can take us to court. Let the courts decide what our liability is. We've served the public interest."
The owner of the pit bulls left the scene of the attack — near Quidi Vidi Lake, in the east end of St. John's — without taking responsibility for what had happened.
Dog trainer Glenn Redmond said owners, not breeds, are the key ingredient in dog attacks.(CBC)
Sue Martin said she panicked when she saw the two pit bulls attack her pet Misty, an Australian shepherd.
"We spent the next three or four minutes just trying to get his dogs to let go of her, and believe you me, they were not going to let go," she said.
Give higher fines to owners, trainer urges
Dog trainer Glenn Redmond, who spoke for the SPCA as the agency sponsored a forum on aggressive dogs on Monday night, said there are no bad breeds — just bad owners.
Redmond said irresponsible dog owners must face harsher penalties, such as high fines.
"We can't save every dog that has been led down a wrong path, but we can stop a second dog from being led down the same path by the same owner," Redmond said.
More than 200 people attended the SPCA's meeting, which was scheduled before the latest attack took place.
Wells said the people who need to hear the message of taking responsibility of one's pets were not there.
'I have to question the mentality, the mindset, of a human being who'd want to have those types of dogs, that are a threat to other animals and other people.'-St. John's Mayor Andy Wells
"I have to question the mentality, the mindset, of a human being who'd want to have those types of dogs, that are a threat to other animals and other people," said Wells.
"This was a great seminar. The problem is, the wrong people are here," he said.
"[It's] the idiots, the fools and the non-competents that cause all the problems."
City searching for pit bulls' owner
Redmond said the SPCA would like to see several reforms, including a ban on chaining dogs up, which he says can make an animal more aggressive in the long run.
"First thing, we would like to see a ban on tethering," he said.
"Statistically, they say a tethered dog is more dangerous than a roaming pack of dogs.… There' s so many dogs here of unknown temperament."
Meanwhile, Wells said city officials are working hard to identify the owner of the pit bulls that attacked on Sunday.
He said they have narrowed down their search to a small number of owners.
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 20, 2006 0 comments
Look what Mommy bought me at Auntie Em's. They are both suppose to be around the neck, but I like them better like this. After all, a girl should always keep her hinney covered right! BOL
I feel like I should do ballet.
Would any doggies out there like to dance with me...Brutus???
*woof* Shasta
Rambled by Conners at Tuesday, September 19, 2006 3 comments
I'm sorry, this is coming late to you but you know my health has kept me behind. Em has given me permission to post her speech at the Vigil. I hope you reading it brings you closer to the hearts of many that feel strongly against what Bill 132 has done to Ontario. Now for Em's speech:
I am Emily Ugarenko, for the past year I have had the honour of being the London Ontario Representative for Advocates for the Underdog. Tonight I want to share some thoughts and words of encouragement as a volunteer, rescuer and advocate for all dogs!
I would first like to talk about compliance, abiding by the stipulations, or shall I say restrictions imposed by Bill 132. According to the law, any dog which is classified as a “Pitbull”, purebred, or a mixed breed bearing substancial physical characteristics or resemblance to a restricted breed, must be leashed and muzzled when in public. A muzzle that covers the mouth of the dog, that is humane, that is well fitted, without interfering with the breathing, panting or vision or ability to drink. And a leash attached to a collar or harness, at a length of no more than 1.8 meters.
I have no doubt all of us have seen dogs who appear to be of a restricted breed appearance out and about not in compliance of the law. Unmuzzled but on leash, muzzled but offleash, or flat out unmuzzled and off leash. Sadly, none of those situations are acceptable by the terms of this legislation. They are flat out illegal and punishable not only by a heafty fine, but with the life of the dog.
Many of us are outraged, upset and concerned when we happen across such a situation and with good reason. Some people are approachable, receptive to the cold hard facts. Others are not. It only takes a split second, a plain clothed officer, a complaint of a stranger.
It is our responsibility to keep our dogs safe! We can’t explain to them why they must wear a muzzle or why they can no longer romp with their friends in the park, but for the time being compliance is what will keep them from tragedy.
Secondly, I’d like to touch on the subject of rescue for dogs affected by Bill 132. For shelters, organizations and individuals it has been a difficult year. Pet rescue in general is challenging at best, but for the rescue and rehoming of pitbull and dogs assumed to be pitbull mixes based on appearance the challenge is that much greater. I look out at the candles and the flowers placed in memory of those we have needlessly lost, and my heart aches. NO dog is safe from this vague law. There simply aren’t the funds and resources to reach the needs of BSL affected canines. The odds are not in our favour, but ultimately it is not us, but most literally the dogs that loose.
According to Bill 132 all affected dogs were to be sterilized by October 29th 2005 (if of suitable age) and dogs considered grandfathered at the appropriate age in order to be fully complaint with the law (other than the exceptions stated directly in the legislation) No more pitbull type dogs are to be born, and all born after November 27th 2005 are to be sent out of province, euthanized or sent to research facilities under the ontario pound act. Yet shelters and rescues still deal with young dogs and puppies on a regular basis. Be it ignorance or an accident, the burden is heavy for all those involved in now trying to save that life.
A 5 week old puppy was put down yesterday solely based on appearance. A stray, an orphan, a tiny soul who deserved a chance, but he was blacklisted because he might have been a pitbull. Never having the opportunity to mature into a dog that perhaps looks nothing like a restricted breed. It happens, believe me. Advocates for the Underdog saved a litter of 12 pitbull type looking pups last summer, and today having now celebrated their first birthdays and they are all 80-90-odd pound Labrador retriever looking dogs. Had then ended up elsewhere, their fate could have been quite different.
I’m sure many of us here tonight have been involved in similar situations, you know what its like to try and move heaven and earth to try and find a spot for a dog. Not every one even realizes that options, albeit limited, are available. But rescues will continue to try to do what they can. And in the darkness of senseless death and discrimination we must remember to focus on and celebrate each and every life saved.
It has been a year since we all gathered here, to stand together and support the challenge of ending Breed Specific Legislation in Ontario.
This past year has brought the opportunity to meet many wonderful dog owners, volunteers, rescuers and along with it just as many amazing dogs. There is this whole network of friends, support groups and shoulders to lean on that have formed not only in Ontario but across the country and abroad. While it is very apparent that no good has come of Bill 132, the pubic has not been any safer nor have we seen a reduction in dogs bites or injury (from any breed). What HAS happened however is that people with a passion for their dogs and and animal welfare in general have rallied together to advocate and educate. Spending time and money, volunteering for dog transports, giving up a little more space in their homes for one more dog in need and have loving taught their dog to accept a muzzle so they can continue to enjoy an active life in the community.
For every piece of negative press there has been fueled by hype and stereotypes there has been at least twice as many pieces of positive press albeit tucked in the middle pages somewhere, to counter the negativity. For each person who chooses to be ignorant to the law and gamble with their dog’s life, there are groups like the pitbull co-op who proudly walk their dogs legally and responsibly. Yes the shelters along with emails and voicemails are overflowing with displaced, surrendered and strayed pitbulls and restricted breed mixes, but there are those who volunteer in those shelters, foster in their homes and continue to tirelessly fundraise to repeal the law.
Owning a restricted breed is tragically now not considered normal dog ownership, it is hard, it is sad, it is difficult and down right frustrating at times. But to every single last one of you who holds their head high and proud for the dogs you own, know and love we thank you! We thank you for not giving up on these dogs or giving up on yourselves and the ability to find courage in this adversity. We thank you for participating in events like this, showing your support. Because together we are strong! Individuals, organizations, rescuers and volunteers, wherever you fit in you are invaluable to us and the dogs . . . thank you.
Emily U.a.k.a. "Auntie Em" http://www.auntieems.org/
Rambled by Conners at Sunday, September 17, 2006 1 comments
Remember the article about relocating the 6 bullie puppies out of Ontario? Well it seems that Jack van der Meer in Huntsville disagrees and believes Ontario is shipping vicious dogs to the states.
Here are some of the comments her received back in the Huntsville Forrester.
Can't support relocation of pit bulls to the United States
Re: Pit bull pups set for trip south, Forester article, September 6.
Do I understand this correctly?
There is a ban on pit bulls in Ontario, presumably because the breed (which was developed for its aggressiveness and ability to kill other dogs in the dog fighting ring, or ‘pit’) has proven itself to be unpredictable, and has been implicated in a number of vicious attacks on people and other animals.
It is illegal to breed pit bulls (i.e. produce and raise puppies), or to bring pit bulls into Ontario.
Pit bulls already in Ontario must be sterilized, and leashed and muzzled in public.
Six pit bull puppies have been seized in Huntsville, and, for five months, have been nurtured (raised) by the Huntsville Animal Shelter.
A pit bull advocate from the United States has travelled all the way to Huntsville to test these animals and found them, surprisingly, ‘well-behaved’ and that the dogs “had such good temperaments.”
‘Bullies in Need’ and ‘Albany Rescue’ and, I guess, the Huntsville Animal Shelter are looking for homes for these pit bull puppies, likely in the United States. The three males will have to be neutered before this can happen, but apparently the three female puppies will not have to be spayed.
Huntsville Animal Shelter is looking for donations to help with the costs of looking after these pit bull puppies.
What can we conclude from all of this?
Obviously, pit bulls are not a problem outside of Ontario.
Once outside the province, only male pit bulls can pass on the aggressive genes of the breed, since female pit bulls apparently do not need to be sterilized before they are relocated.
If you want to get a good report about the nature of your pit bulls, make sure the expert evaluator is from an organization dedicated to saving the breed.
And how will we react if we see a headline a year or so from now, ‘Pit bull relocated from Huntsville attacks …’?
Sorry, Huntsville Animal Shelter. This is not a cause which I can support.
Jack van der MeerHuntsville
Editor’s note: According to Barb Mooney, the Town of Huntsville’s animal control bylaw officer, the female dogs have already been spayed.
Reader Comments :
Should Cruelty be Ontario's Middle Name?
In response to Mr van der Meer and his lack of support for Huntsville Animal Shelter's effort to relocate some pit bull puppies to the United States I say, shame on you. Before you spout off about the dangers of pit bulls and rescue groups endagering the lives of Americans, learn a bit more about the topic.
Breed specific legislation is not an answer to problems it is a knee-jerk reaction that is used by local politicians to give the community the facade that it is safe. It is a reactionary measure taken in response to fear and hype created by the media and animal rights group to target specific breeds and segments of dogs and their owners.
Dog bites and attacks are the result of irresponisble dog ownership and lack of education. Instead of putting money into bite education and dog onwership programs, communities choose what they think is the easy way out.
Guess what? It ALWAYS backfires. Every community that has enacted BSL to date has seen it fail miserably.
Just this summer in a local community here in the states, a woman was killed because BSL did not work.
The only people that end up being punished in the case of BSL are law abiding people that love their dogs, take an interest in the breed and would never jeapordize their families or their communities. People that work in breed rescue know better than anyone else the characteristics of their breed and they are typically very fair in their judgements of whether or not a dog is adoptable. I have worked with shelter dogs and rescue dogs for some time and I would never place a dog in a home that was questionable in any manner.
People in Ontario should be thankful that the Huntsville Animal Shelter has enough compassion and knowledge to realize that there is no reason these pups should not have the chance at having safe and loving homes.
Unfortunetly, because some community governments in my country are no smarter then yours, there is every chance that at some point they could be labeled as monsters, just for being born.
As a non-pit bull owner, but dog lover, I applaud these rescues and this shelter in taking action to right a very significant wrong. Perhaps one day, communities all over the world will wake up and understand that the only crimes dogs have ever been guilty of are loving and respecting humans.
What kind of lessons in responsiblity are we teaching our children when we allow people with no respect for life or the law to walk our streets after their dog has mauled a child; while we instead focus on killing the dog? If we want to keep communities safe, then we need to stregthen and eforce laws that punish the real animals in these crimes, humans.
Marla StoutKansas City, MO, USA
Sep 13, 2006 at 8:54 PM
"Pit bull" puppies
Mr. Van Der Meer appears to have been misled by the media hysteria and cheap politicking surrounding a type of dog. "Pit bull" is not a breed, it is shorthand for a dog with a broad head and short, close coat. Please remember that Attorney General Michael Bryant, the architect of Ontario's breed specific legislation, could not identify the "pit bull" in a series of pictures.
There are many urban myths about “pit bulls”. I ask you to look at the facts about these dogs.
There are "pit bull" service dogs, trained and dedicated to serving their owners. There are "pit bull" therapy dogs certified as to obedience and temperament – dozens, possibly hundreds lost to therapy programs because of breed specific legislation. There are "pit bull" search and rescue dogs, some of which were at the 9/11 site and the Columbia space shuttle recovery. There are "pit bull" K9 officers. The top drug-sniffing dog in the United States, Popsicle, is a "pit bull". Neville, a dog banned in Ontario and sentenced to die because of the way he looks, is now a K9 officer with Washington State Police. Then there are the tens of thousands of happy, friendly, couch-potato "pit bulls".Are these dogs assets to society, or a danger solely because of their shape?
Karen Delise has done sterling research into the issue of dog bites and attacks, published in her book Fatal Dog Attacks. Her research into over 30 years of dog attacks identified three factors that appear to contribute to canine aggression towards humans. None of these are breed. The prime cause for the three factors is human – the irresponsible owner.
The testing of over 26,000 dogs by the American Temperament Test Society indicates that the American Pit Bull Terrier, American Staffordshire Terrier and Staffordshire Bull Terrier have temperaments equivalent to common family breeds such as the Golden Retriever and Labrador Retriever, and superior to the American Cocker Spaniel, standard Dachshund(s), Wheaten Terrier, Shetland Sheepdog and Jack Russell Terrier, among many others.
As to the myth of the dog's jaw strength and "locking", I paraphrase the findings of Dr. I. Lehr Brisbin, Ph.D., Emeritus Faculty at the University of Georgia's Savannah River Ecology Laboratory by saying: Not so. The jaw and musculature of a "pit bull" is no different from that of any dog of comparable size and build, and there is no evidence of a mechanism for a "locking jaw".
A National Geographic scientist tested domestic dogs of three breeds, among other creatures, and found that a dog has an average bite pressure of 320 pounds per square inch (psi). The American Pit Bull Terrier had the least amount of pressure of the dogs tested. For perspective, this study showed that a human has bite pressure of 120 psi while a snapping turtle has 1,000 psi.
Research proves that there is no reason or fact supporting breed specific legislation ("BSL"). BSL is driven by media hysteria and politics. It is a knee-jerk solution to a complex problem.BSL makes law abiding, responsible, tax paying and voting dog owners into second-class citizens.
History proves that targeting the responsible owners of particular breeds does not serve public safety. BSL has been a failure in the jurisdictions in which it has been tried, most notably the United Kingdom and Germany. The United Kingdom, after 14 years of BSL, has admitted its failure and is unwinding the legislation. The United States has at least 12 states where BSL is prohibited by law. The evidence presented in 2005 to Ontario’s Standing Committee on the Legislative Assembly proved that BSL is ineffective, unworkable and fiscally irresponsible. All of the canine experts and 80% of the presenters opposed BSL.
This evidence presented at the Ontario public hearings may be read at http://www.ontla.on.ca/library/bills/381/132381.htm . Please scroll down to “Committee” and read the presentations on January 24th and 27th, and February 2nd and 3rd. The evidence presented by proponents of the ban should be tempered by the knowledge that these people were specifically invited to attend, and at the least their expenses were paid.
The Ontario Liberal government pushed through its unfounded, unjust, vague and shoddy BSL, without foundation in fact and against all expert advice and experience.
Ontario’s BSL affects not only residents of Ontario but also tourists and travellers such as truckers, who may have their dogs seized and killed if an authority determines the dog is a “pit bull”.
Considering the facts, expert advice and the experience of other jurisdictions where BSL has failed, I do not understand how anyone can possibly come to the conclusion that BSL is necessary, effective or workable.
A letter from a provincial government official stated that the courts must resolve the lack of definition within Ontario’s BSL. Ontario’s failure to promulgate clear and workable legislation is now to be remedied by court battles over definitions of terms within the legislation, yet another cost to be borne by taxpayers. Further, the legislation has been brought before the Canadian courts in a constitutional challenge, and we await the judge’s decision.
I point you to the recent Ohio and Englewood, NJ court decisions that BSL is unconstitutional in the U.S. BSL perpetuates prejudice, discrimination, violent behaviour towards and false accusations against responsible dog owners. Responsible dog owners have been assaulted and injured, their dogs assaulted and injured. They are subjected to physical and verbal harassment, had bottles thrown at them from cars, they are denied housing and insurance, just because of the way their dogs look. The witch hunt is well underway in Ontario.
Why should responsible, voting dog owners live under the threat and in fear of legislated vigilantism? These responsible dog owners are parents, doctors, nurses, lawyers, veterinarians, veterinary technicians, office workers, social workers, entrepreneurs, artists, musicians, and many, many others. These are responsible, law-abiding citizens who have been slandered by the media and legislated into second-class citizenship, just because of the way their dogs look.
There are common sense recommendations for improved public safety with regard to dogs, presented over and over again –which were ignored by the Ontario Liberals. These recommendations include promotion of spay/neuter of "pet" animals, strict enforcement of leash and licensing laws, bite prevention education for children and adults, strict enforcement to reduce backyard breeding, stricter laws governing breeders and trainers, funding to municipalities for dangerous dog control, and a centralized dog bite registry.
I ask you to clearly define a "pit bull terrier” - which is not a breed. Is a dog owner to assume that if his or her dog has short hair and a large head, it's a "pit bull"?
Do you realize that the definition includes Labrador retrievers, boxers, mastiffs, Great Danes, shar-peis, Rhodesian Ridgebacks, Cane Corsos, and numerous other pure breeds of dogs? That does not begin to touch the crossed and mixed breed dogs of uncertain heritage that people may claim are “pit bulls”.
The Centre for Disease Control in Atlanta has stated that breed identification is the great confounder in dog attacks
.Every dog has teeth. Any dog can bite. No one wants to be bitten by any dog. A bite or attack by a dog of any breed is serious. The responsibility for preventing a dog bite by a dog of any breed rests solely on the dog's owner.
Criminals, who by definition do not obey laws, only continue to hide their "pit bulls" or turn to other breeds for their purposes. Irresponsible owners will dispose of their "pit bulls" through pounds, shelters or rescues, unwilling to do what is required to maintain a "pit bull". These same criminal and irresponsible owners will only acquire and mistreat or neglect dogs of other breeds, continuing to create vicious and dangerous dogs. This has already started in Ontario; in my neighbourhood, German Shepherd dogs now appear to be the breed of choice.
Meanwhile, responsible "pit bull" owners will labour under unfounded and unjust restrictions, attempting to keep their beloved dogs safe. BSL has caused people to move from their place of residence to keep their beloved dogs safe.
Thirty years ago, German Shepherd dogs were the demon breed. Then Dobermans. Then Rottweilers. Now, “pit bulls”. Which breed will be next to be demonized and targeted for legislated extermination? Will it be yours?
Any dog that is untrained, unsocialized, tethered, allowed to roam, neglected or abused has the potential to go one of two ways – either to bite, or not. Breed is irrelevant.
It is the owner’s deed that should be the issue and the subject of any law. Not the shape of the dog.
Taxpayers must demand that the Ontario Liberal government answer why it passed unfounded, unjust, vague and shoddy BSL that has been proven to be ineffective, unworkable and fiscally irresponsible, and why the Liberals rejected clearly defined and easily enforced all-breed dangerous dog legislation that would be effective, workable and best serve public safety.
Sep 13, 2006 at 11:15 PM
pit bull type pups
I would like to take this oppurtunity to thank the Huntsville animal shelter for their support to these dogs who have done nothing wrong only to be born an apparent breed type.
We have shipped out many dogs labeled "pit bulls" due to this legislation..and yes, some have actually made headlines, such as the case with Neville http://www.lawdogsusa.org/k9neville.html
Clearly, pit bulls aren't a problem outside of Ontario when owned by responsible people. Neither are they here...show me a responsible pit bull owner, or ANY responsible dog owner, you will never see a headline...unless it is a good one.
Lets hope these pups have a good outcome and make it out of Ontario and into safety. We thank people for any support they can offer to aid in this effort.
Sharon Hewitt
Bullies In Need
Sep 14, 2006 at 12:55 AM
Thanks Canada!!
Dear Mr. Van De Meer,You don't have to wait, Pit Bulls relocated from Canada are already making headlines in the US.
Meet Neville who was thrown away by your country and is now working with Washington State troopers on the front lines. Very few dogs have what it takes to make it in this tough and arduous field, many that are bred for it don't. However, Toronto's little stray did and is happily doing his job protecting the American public by sniffing for drugs and/or bombs and licking the faces of children.
I say Thanks Canada! Your my opic views have greatly contributed to our safety!
Sep 14, 2006 at 1:37 AM
Ontario's prejudice
Mr. Van Der Meer, have you had any direct experience with this breed? Opinions based on ignorance aren't credible and most likely incorrect.Of course only a person experienced with this breed is going to take the responsability to do an evaluation.
To make sure that dogs are what this breed is supposed to be.Safe, loyal, trustworthy.It is no surprise that this person is also supportive of the breed
.It happens when intelligent people decide to look farther into things instead of listening to those who speak out of ignorance.
If you had any direct experience with the breed you would use your time in a more productive manner.I am sure that Ontario has more important issues to worry about."And how will we react if we see a headline a year or so from now, ‘Pit bull relocated from Huntsville attacks …’?"
And how do you personally react to the fact that a pit bull out of an Ontario shelter is now working with the Washington State Patrol Detection Dog Program? This was one of those "bad" pit bull whose fate was to die alone, in Ontario.This dog is now working to keep people safe, for the US Homeland Security.And he is good at it.
Several other pit bulls are succesful in this program and they were chosed for their endless dedication and heart.
How bad can these dogs be when a law enforcement agency is using them?
Here are more information for you, these "bad" dogs are doing a heck of a job.http://www.lawdogsusa.org/
Sep 14, 2006 at 8:41 AM
relocation of pit bulls
Dear Mr. Van der Meer:
Although I was disturbed by your obvious wish to have innocent dogs put to death, I do appreciate that you used the word "presumably" in regards to the danger of these dogs.
Unfortunatly, your presumption is like many other's. The media jumps on every incident involving any dog that may even look like a "pit bull", (not a breed. Ontario never had a "pit bull" problem. Ontario has a dangerous dog problem of all breeds.
The Ontario government would like everyone to "presume" that they are making our streets safer by eliminating a look of dog, but research and experts disagree. They want us to "presume" so we do not look into the facts.All dogs can be dangerous and all dogs can bite Mr. van der Meer.
Rambled by Conners at Saturday, September 16, 2006 0 comments
This story was on the news last night and comes from the CBC News in Ottawa.
The suspect didn't live at the house. The woman who does live there asked the police if she can get the dogs during the stand-off and they said no.
The news story showed the inside of the house and there was blood everywhere from the dogs. The woman has already contacted a few lawyers. The dogs were definetely pit or pit type.
They shot the dogs after throwing tear gas in the house? Why would they shoot the dogs if the dogs didn't belong to the suspect and after tear gass was released? What harm could these dogs do and why would they assume they would do any harm? What is the just reason for shooting the womans dogs...because they are Pit bulls or Pit bull mixes?
I think police are getting finger happy using bullie type dogs as target practice for no good reason.
I wanted to share this update with everyone as I think it's important to hear both sides of the story and it's what I expected in the first place. Thank you Lisa for sharing this with me and everyone.
Update: My name is Lisa, the 2 dogs in the above article were named Ca$h & Oz and were more like my children then my dogs. I would like to thank everyone who has shared my outrage and felt sympathy in my time of grieving. My dogs did not attack police, my dogs wouldn`t have attacked anyone, they thought they were lap dogs- they never knew people could be mean, anyone they ever met fell in love with them. They were my best friends there love was completly genuine and unconditional.
Police search for man missing after 14-hour standoff
Friday, September 15, 2006 12:24 PM ET
Police released a photo on Friday of a man they thought had barricaded himself inside a townhouse in the Ottawa neighbourhood of Bells Corners.
When they stormed the townhouse on Thursday after an apparent 14-hour standoff, Trevor Provost was not inside.
Police are looking for Trevor Provost.
As of Friday morning, police were still looking for Provost, 35, for whom they have an arrest warrant.
Police are looking for Trevor Provost.
Police surrounded the house on Richmond Road near Moodie Drive at about midnight on Wednesday, intending to arrest the man for an earlier domestic assault and uttering threats.
A man was in the house at that time and refused to leave, police said. They believed he was alone and unarmed.
Early Thursday morning, armed police officers cleared people out of townhouses on both sides of the residence, although many people stayed in the area to watch.
Ottawa Police surrounded the townhouse at about midnight on Wednesday.(CBC)Meanwhile, they shouted at the house through a megaphone, asking the man to come out with his hands up.
Eventually, police officers obtained a new warrant that allowed them to search the house.
Ottawa Police surrounded the townhouse at about midnight on Wednesday.(CBC)
They smashed the clasp of the front door with a sledgehammer.
Then they threw a volley of tear gas into the house and continued to shout for the man to come out — but drew no response.
Finally, at about noon, the officers broke down the door.
CBC reporters outside heard the sound of gunshots from inside the house.
It turned out that officers found two pit bulls and shot them dead.
What they did not find was the man they were looking for, despite searching the house from top to bottom, said Const. Steven Desjourdy.
"Police searched the whole building, including the attic. There are no holes in the walls to suppose that he did go into another apartment. So we can only suppose that he might have left last night."
The man presumably escaped despite the fact that police had the house surrounded since Wednesday night.
Fifteen to 20 police officers left the scene after the thorough, but futile search.
Police continue searching for the Ottawa man.
Rambled by Conners at Saturday, September 16, 2006 10 comments
Shasta - Service/PSD In Training
It's taken us a LONG time to get the proper answers on how to get her certified, but worth all the effort.
She will still have to wear her muzzle regardless because of the Ontario Law and the bullie breeds. There may be one way to fight that and right now I'm too exhausted from everything being a battle, that I think I will either see how the verdict turns out in court, or enjoy this new found freedom prior to fighting again.
You see, Shasta is also an Alert and Response dog. That means, should she senses when I'm starting to panic and become anxious, she knows how to calm me down. If I were in a full blown panic attack, she knows how to bring me out of it, but it requires her mouth to do both.
If I decided to go further and have her registered through Canada, the same as the Guide Dogs of Canada, I could them attempt to fight the muzzle law currently enforced upon the bullies in Ontario.
One thing I have noticed is a whole new approach of educating the public has arisen from this. People are now asking me questions, that I am gladly willing to answer. They are genuinely interested and so far we haven't had any negative responces or feed backs.
I'm not neive to say there won't be any, but this now has given me more freedom, less stress and a new opportunity to speak to people about the BSL.
We just got back from a week of camping and the welts you see on her face are from fly bites. I brought the wrong dryer sheets. *bad mommy*
I've been quite impressed with her manners in stores and towards people. Her manners have been so fantastic and I have an 'ASK TO PET' patch on her vest. The reason I went with that patch, was I wanted people to see the bullie breeds are NOT what they read about in the newspapers and this gives me the opportunity to explain to them about how the media plays games with the bullie breeds and other postive jobs these dogs are so inclined for.
Admittedly, I had reservations regarding the muzzle and her working, but that has proved to be a BIG PLUS toeards the bullie breeds.
WAY TO GO SHASTA!!! I'm PROUD of you!
Rambled by Conners at Saturday, September 16, 2006 4 comments
This is an actual email from Tammy Grimes. Please call or write in everybody - this is a crime and please CROSSPOST widely too!
Tammy Grimes Jailed for Rescuing Dying Chained Dog
OK, everyone, if you're getting this e-mail it means the police followed through on their threat to put me in jail for taking Doogie today.
Here is the background info:
We got a call from Kim in East Freedom this morning, crying because Doogie hadn't gotten up since Saturday.
She had been calling the Central Pennsylvania Humane Society since Saturday to no avail.
We told her we aren't law officers, and she needed to call the humane officer.
Then we got another call about the same dog, from another person who passes him every day.
At that point we called Kim back to see if she'd heard from the Humane Officer.
She had not, so we promised her we'd go out and see what we could do.
When we got there, we took photos and video of Doogie.
We initially thought he was dead, as he was not moving and his back was to us.
We found out that the people were not home to talk to about him, so I made the decision that he could not lay there on the cold wet ground for one moment longer, and I would accept all consequences of my decision.
The neighbor Kim has agreed to testify on my behalf if necessary.
She cried the whole time we were there, you can hear her on the video.
I think once you see the video and pictures, you'll understand why I made this decision.
The vet documented his general negligent condition, low weight, sores, missing fur, and took xrays of his back and hips.
He determined that he has very bad back spurs that are causing him a lot of pain and are most likely responsible for his inability to walk.
He also saw an undetermined mass near his hip on the xray.
He gave him a shot for pain plus some B vitamins for energy, so that perhaps he could have even one good day or a few good hours.
He wrote a letter stating his condition in case we needed it.
Shortly after we got Doogie to my home, situated, bathed (had to, the stench was too bad), and fed and watered an Officer Flag called from the Freedom Township Police Department (I know, Freedom, isn't that ironic?).
He wanted me to return Doogie, which I refused to do.
Here's what I need from you all.
View the videos and photos, below.
I think you'll agree with me that this is NOT acceptable in ANY kind of humane society, and we cannot allow this kind of animal abuse.
We MUST stand up and STOP accepting this to be ok for people to do to their dogs, and STOP jailing those who are trying to help them.
I could never look myself in the eye again, much less sleep tonight, had I left Doogie there dying, shivering in the dirt.
I will spend the rest of my life in jail as opposed to handing him over to be abused further by these people.
Please, contact ALL media with these photos and videos.
Get justice, for Doogie and for me.
Do NOT allow this treatment of those who are here to help, and who actually care.
Call the Pennsylvania Humane Society and tell them you expect them to stand with me against this kind of abuse.
Doogie laying on the ground, neighbor crying in background:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YN9t1rv4pj4
Doogie after vet at Grimes house:
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=j8wxGP1N7QQ
Officer Flag: Cell 814.201.0149
Freedom Township Police Headquarters: 814.695.8545
Pennsylvania Humane Society: 814.942.5402
Humane Officer Paul Gotshall: 814.942.3780
Altoona Mirror: 800.287.4480; pbanko@...;news@...WTAJ-TV10: 814.944.1414
WJAC-TV 6: 814.255.7600
All national media!
Make sure to send them links to the video, it's very compelling.
My best friend, Tracy, has the video and hi-resolution copies of the images for print.
She can be reached attracy@...
Don't stop until there is Justice for Doogie and ME!
I'm just not tolerating this kind of treatment, for either of us.
No one should.
Tammy
Rambled by Conners at Thursday, September 14, 2006 1 comments
This amazing article comes from the Hamilton Spectator.
Gyger to the rescue
Pet pit bull helps knifing victim reclaim her life
By Barbara Brown
The Hamilton Spectator
(Sep 12, 2006)
Barry Gray, the Hamilton Spectator
Gyger serves as protector of the former store manager attacked in Jackson Square.
Pit bulls usually get bad press, but not this 18-month-old service dog who got in just under the line before his breed was banned in Ontario.
Gyger is helping a former Jackson Square store manager to reclaim her life after she
was viciously attacked by a deranged man with a knife.
On May 27, 2004, Michael Gardiner, 29, left the Hamilton Community Correctional Centre on York Boulevard, entered the mall and randomly selected a woman to attack.
He watched Linda open her store, and attacked her with a knife in the rear office.
Linda fought for her life for several frenzied minutes until the sight of so much blood finally unnerved her assailant. Gardiner stopped and she escaped out of the store and into the mall.
Linda survived the attempted rape but spent the next two weeks in hospital being treated for 22 stab wounds.
For more than a year afterward, the 55-year-old woman rarely ventured out of her apartment. Pain, anxiety and insomnia were constant companions, especially when her partner was at work and she was alone at night.
"I'm lucky and blessed to have found Gyger. He's given me the confidence to be content with myself," said Linda.
"He gave me the freedom to enjoy my evenings. It's a great relief to be able to concentrate on other things and not worry about every single noise outside, wondering, 'What was that?'"
With Gyger at the foot of her bed, she now sleeps soundly through the night.
Linda found her protector, a cross between an American pit bull terrier and a boxer, at the local pound. The dog had been there for almost the maximum allotted time and was slated to be killed.
She had already searched the Internet, but learned a fully trained service dog was worth $5,000 or more, well beyond her means.
Linda brought Gyger home on Aug. 8 last year, about three weeks before Ontario's pit bull ban took effect. Bill 132 made it illegal to breed, transfer, abandon or import pit bulls and pit-bull-type dogs.
Having been born before the law was enacted, Gyger was deemed a "grandfathered," meaning Linda could keep him if she complied with strict new regulations, which required mandatory muzzling, leashing and sterilization.
Gyger spent the first week just getting used to the sights and scents of his new home. The dog followed Linda incessantly from one room to the next.
The following week, they met with Hamilton dog trainer Tony Harper who began work to turn Gyger into a disciplined service dog. Formal training continued for more than four months and between weekly sessions, Linda and Gyger practised for a minimum of 15 minutes a day.
Their bond grew as the challenging new routine became an intrinsic part of daily life. Gyger flourished on a diet of tuna, salmon, organic dog food and essential fatty acids and is brushed daily .
"It was necessary for him to be out to exercise and do his business, but it was also important for me to get out of doors because I couldn't continue to use my home as a cave," said Linda.
On their outings, Gyger wears a bright orange jacket that identifies him as a service dog.
The dog is young and spirited, but also powerful and strong. His mere presence is intimidating enough to keep away unwanted attention. At the same time, Linda is confident of her ability to control the animal. Gyger accompanies her to medical appointments and is trained to ride elevators, escalators and in cars. When she lowers her voice an octave and gives a command, she is obeyed.
Gyger recently proved his worth when they were returning home from a visit to her friend's house. She and the dog were walking along Main Street West when a man suddenly jumped out of the shadows from between two buildings and confronted her.
Linda froze and Gyger took over. He stood his ground and growled at the stranger, who took one look, let out a wail and fled.
"He's been there nights when I was still dealing with the issues of the past event and I have cried into his fur and held onto him. He licked my face and stayed with me every minute and for that I have great respect for him."
Rambled by Conners at Tuesday, September 12, 2006 0 comments
This article is from The Beacon News Online.
Pit bull barriers
By Dawn Aulet
STAFF WRITER
What breed of dog did Helen Keller choose as her companion? What breed is the only dog to grace the cover of Life magazine? What kind of dog was used to recover the remains of the astronauts killed in the Challenger disaster? What kind of breed was Petey, the dog on "The Little Rascals"?
The answer to all these questions is the same: American pit bull terriers.
Today, the image that comes to mind when you hear "pit bull" is one of ferocious dogs attacking, full teeth bared and locking onto a victim, never letting go.
Even though some pit bulls are vicious, have bitten, mauled and killed, the problem is not in the breed, some animal lovers say.
"You can't just label a breed," said Andy Ivanicky, director of Joliet Township Animal Control. Ivanicky practices what he preaches. His dog is a Doberman.
'Judged individually'
When a dog comes to Animal Control, including a pit bull, it has to be evaluated. Although the township does not have time for intense temperament testing, it can evaluate a dog and see if the dog is friendly.
"Each dog is judged individually," Ivanicky said.
Once temperament is established, Ivanicky does have a clear rule: His first priority is to keep the public safe. So if a dog is aggressive, Ivanicky will euthanize it, especially if it has been in a fighting situation.
"You can never untrain a dog from that type of behavior," Ivanicky said.
For pit bull puppies, Ivanicky usually works with rescue organizations, including A&S Rescue. The group, founded in 2000 by Silvia Simmons, evaluates a pit bull's temperament before placing the dog in a foster home or making it available for adoption. Once a dog passes temperament tests, though, it goes from being a stray to being a beloved family pet.
Take Ty and Sox, for example. Garrett Peck of Plainfield has been a foster parent for A&S. Once Ty came to his house, he found his forever home.
"We took him as a foster with the intention of adopting if it all worked out," he said.
Today, Ty is 1-year-old, and Peck said the male pit bull is just a pushover.
"Ty's a wimp, he's a big baby," Peck said.
Both his dogs, Ty and Sox, 9 months, have been through intense obedience training. Peck took his dogs to Alex Brooks School of Dog Training in Des Plaines. The dogs stayed there for one week, while undergoing thorough training. When Peck and his wife, Christine, picked up the dogs, the trainers taught them how to reinforce the training. Ty and Sox will sit, stay, lie down and maybe most importantly, they will "leave it."
Pit bulls are terriers. And though their aggression is sometimes overstated, their tendency to be hyper is not.
"They are terriers, and these dogs can be extremely high driven," Ivanicky said.
As far as Peck is concerned, Ty passed the ultimate obedience test. A few weeks ago, on a walk through the neighborhood, another dog got loose and attacked Ty. When Ty turned to defend himself, Peck said, "Leave it," and the dog did.
One family's experience
Joliet resident Brian Johnstone is not surprised by that at all.
"Basically, dogs do what they're trained to do," he said.
Brian and his wife, Kari, already had a bulldog named Scully. They were contemplating getting a second dog, but had not really acted on it.
Then, they were at PetSmart and saw Ghia, a red pit bull.
"We fell in love with her," Brian said. "We had our two kids with us, and she was being very docile with them, she was licking them."
Brian was concerned about how Ghia would get along with Sally, but not because Ghia was a pit bull.
"I would have the same concerns if it were a poodle," he said.
Rambled by Conners at Tuesday, September 12, 2006 0 comments
Forever with us Zoey
Her name is Zoey and she lost her fight to health rather than the BSL. She was one of Shasta's best friends and her mommy (owners) Tammy worked hard to fight the BSL even though she struggled with many of the same disabilities as me.
Tammy lost her best friend and service dog in training. A bond so close when one is the other part of you.
I can't even try to imagine the grief Tammy especially, but also her family feel at the loss of Zoey.
With many prayers sent out for Zoey, and the costs of all the tests to try to find out exactly what was wrong with her wasn't enough to save her.
The family put out a plea on Dogster to help financially as well as prayers if they found it in their hearts. Many don't understand how low a disability allowance is and how hard it is to save your dog should something drastically serious arrise. To those who don't understand, the family wasn't looking for handouts. They were trying to save a family member to those they trusted the most. If you felt it in your heart to help in any way, nobody was pressuring those that didn't feel or know the family to help.
This is NO TIME to tell the grieving family what your personal views are if you didn't agree. It would be best to ignore the plea and let those that love and admire both Tammy and Zoey to help in a way we felt best.
Zoey, you will be sadly missed, but never forgotten.
Love Connie and Shasta
Rambled by Conners at Sunday, September 10, 2006 2 comments
Many of my readers know that I have permanent disabilities and permanent and chronic health problems. I was told life could never get better and I just had to learn to live with it. Accept it.
More chronic health issues develope every year that I laugh and say, 'Just tack it to my list.' I use humour and positivity as much as possible and I call it fighting the dragon. When the dragon comes and attacks and batters and bashes my mind and body, I fight back as hard as possible, but the dragon leaves me in a battered heap.
Sometimes I stay in this heap mentally and physically, so exhausted that I feel like I will never regain my strength again, but I've gone through it so many times that I know they day will finally come that I will be able to come above my disabilities and health problems and not let them control me.
There used to be a website that was dedicated to a person who lost his battle with the dragon and finally out of desperation took his own life. My faith in God doesn't allow me to get to that point, but instead makes me stronger. The poem was called The Dragon Grins and I wish I could find it once again.
My writing this is not for you to take pity on me. That's one thing I DON'T want is pity. Understanding yes, but pity NO!
The reason I am even writing about this, is because I just do not have the words to express how much my life revolves around Shasta and how she gave me new advantages and independence in life so incredibly that that I have proved all the doctors wrong.
It's true the problems I have are chronic, but because of a puppy American Pit Bull Terrier, she has shown me how to live in the most rewarding way ever. I'm no longer a prisoner in my apartment and relying on friends for my every needs. No longer am I issolated with my fear of strangers. No longer am I limited to walk only as far as a friends car in pain walking to the parking lot, if I were even able to walk that far filled with anxiety even with a friend. That wasn't living, that was surviving from day to day, but the day this tiny little pup came into my life, my life changed more than anyone could imagine and each day taught me more and more. She is my LIFE! She is my best friend, my life line, my physician, my therapist, my courage and confidence. She is all the things that my body or health won't permit and above all, she is my gaurdian angel that each day is a blessing to me.
Yet, as I write, I find I still can not express all that she means to me and her to I. They say dogs are dogs and don't think like people. While this is true, it doesn't mean thy aren't smart and can learn on their own. I never taught her to wake me when I'm in a flare and sleeping through my medication times. Instead she gently nudges me with her nose softly to wake me up and sure enough, she's so close to the right time to me needing my meds.
I never taught her to alert me for attacks, or if in them how to bring me out of them. She found a way that works for both of us. She tried to alert my girlfriend before she was diagnosed with cancer 2 months later. I wake up to her constant licking when I get bit by a spider bite that swells my tongue and narrows my throat.
But I came across a video that explains more of the bond and oneness that a human/dog team that brought tears to my eyes as it reminded me so much of Shasta and I.
Please watch Skidboot and understand just a little bit more how teams work together.
Rambled by Conners at Friday, September 08, 2006 0 comments
This article is from the globeand mail.com of an attack of another kind. As I read about the way this wolf attacked, due to injury, I saw no comparison that many use called the Wolf Theory between dogs and wolves. To me, it would seem it would be the same comparison to man and ancient apes. Theories that don't sit well with me, but then it's my own opinion.
When a wolf strikes, it's no picnic
Holiday weekend ends in chaos as animal attacks families at Northern Ontario beach
HAYLEY MICK
Brenda Wright says she and her two children had just eaten their turkey sandwiches and settled onto their beach towels when the horror began.
Her son, Casey, 12, noticed a black, dog-like animal running across the Northern Ontario beach where the family was enjoying the last day of summer vacation.
In a sudden and unrelenting attack, the animal ripped into Casey's buttock, tore his mother's hands and leg, and bloodied his 14-year-old sister's scalp, lunging after the family of six as they fled screaming into Lake Superior.
"I was trying to fight him off and he grabbed my finger. I thought he pulled it off. . . . Honest to God, it looks like hamburger meat," Ms. Wright said yesterday from her mother's home in Sault Ste. Marie, Ont.
Ms. Wright's family was not the only one to face the 33-kilogram wolf. The attacks Monday by one Canis lupus ended with the animal dead and six people, including a three-year-old girl, bloodied, torn and terrified.
For Jerry and Rachel Talbot, it started at around 4 p.m. The Wawa, Ont., couple, on their way to a wedding in Sudbury with granddaughters Leah, 3, and Madison, 5, pulled off of Highway 17 for a quick swim at a popular day picnic area in Lake Superior Provincial Park.
According to park staff, more than a dozen others were enjoying the end of the Labour Day weekend at Katherine's Cove when the Talbot family wandered onto the beach and began to remove their shoes.
Mr. Talbot noticed a black animal chasing a girl across the sand. Too slow for the girl, the animal veered off and grabbed a slower, smaller target: Leah.
It clamped its jaws around the blond toddler's left upper arm and began dragging her away from her grandmother and sister, said Leah's mother, Josee Morgan, who told the story yesterday from Marathon, Ont. The girl was dragged about six metres before the wolf dropped her on her back, startled by the shrieks of her grandparents and those who had jumped in to help.
"[Leah] started to run, but she was in sand and she was in shock and all that, that she couldn't get her feet going," Ms. Morgan said yesterday.
The wolf grabbed the hood of the little girl's black jacket. This time, Ms. Talbot's advances and screams caused the wolf to drop the girl momentarily and Ms. Talbot lunged forward, scooped up the child and raced to her vehicle. Mr. Talbot and Madison were close behind.
The attack on the Wright family occurred on Bathtub Island, a large rocky area within wading distance of the mainland and about 100 metres south of Katherine's Cove.
Ms. Wright, on a day trip with her sister-in-law, two children and their cousins, aged 10 and 13, said her family was probably attacked first. (Park officials say they aren't sure about the order of the attacks.)
She said the animal nipped the ankle of her 13-year-old nephew, Jake, then clamped down on her son's buttock, carrying him about half a metre before dropping him and lunging at her.
The wolf's teeth tore into her hands and her leg as she fought back and the group raced into the shallow swimming area. Ms. Wright said the wolf followed them, this time going after Emily Wright, 14.
"[Emily] was a real fighter. . . . She got mostly claws in her head and her arm," her mother said.
Alerted by the screams, two strangers raced over and managed to scare off the wolf. As families hid in the trees, the wolf returned minutes later and rifled through their picnic stashes, Ms. Wright said.
Park superintendent Bill Elliott, a 17-year veteran of the park and seasoned hunter, was alerted by two other visitors who rushed over from Bathtub Island.
He said a woman was bitten in a third incident Monday.
At about 6:30 p.m. Monday, Mr. Elliott shot the wolf twice on Highway 17, about a kilometre north of where Leah had been attacked.
The wolf's head has been sent to the Canadian Food Inspection Agency in Ottawa, where it will be tested for rabies. Mr. Elliott said that the young, full-grown male was limping, possibly from an older injury caused by a vehicle.
Brent Patterson, a scientist with the Ontario Ministry of Natural Resources, said that wolves, who generally travel in packs and who prey on moose and beavers in Ontario, rarely attack or even show themselves to humans.
"It is abnormal behaviour for a wolf to be fearless," he said. Wolves who attack people are usually sick or injured, he said.
According to the ministry, there have been few instances in Canada where wolves have bitten people; no one has ever been killed by a wolf attack in North America.
Yesterday, Leah was recovering with her family in Wawa. She belted out You Are My Sunshine in hospital after getting 15 butterfly clips in her arm and told a local reporter: "When I was on the beach going to the water, a wolf bit my arm, and then I cried."
The attack hasn't fazed her, her mother said. "She's smiling. She knows something happened, though, because she'll often say 'I love you, I love you.' "
As for Ms. Wright and her children, who all have stitches and various puncture wounds, the shock has not worn off.
"You continue to see this wolf's face and you relive it. . . . I think it's going to take some time," Ms. Wright said.
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 06, 2006 0 comments
Let's pray everything goes smoothly for these six pups and they find the wonderful forever homes they deserve.
We still wait as patently as is humanly possible for the long awaited court verdict from our court battle back in mid May. All costs of rescues are volunteer basic. When you add the gas price costs, foods, toys, leashed, collars, muzzles, stop overs and fosters. There is much involved in planning routes, especially with frightened, malnurished, abused dogs. Many dogs are unaware that there is a better fate waiting for them with either a temporary foster or a good loving home.
These costs along with legal costs are all volunteer. Some are done by donations, being active in the welfare of the dogs and fund raisers and co-ordinating events. Many help by buying products that go toward our Legal Battle and for all those that have helped out we counldn't thank you enough.
We were hoping to see more of a turn out in Toronto for the Candle light vigil to show your support. With so many bullie owners in Toronto alone, the event should have showed the government how this law has murdered so many innocent dogs and the way of life that bullies and owners have been effected by this ban and against BSL. Still, it is always the same people coming to these events, many that don't even own bullies or even dogs. Our rights have been taken from us and BSL is still spreading. We need YOU to show your support. We had people drive in from far regions in Ontario, yet many from Toronto didn't come. They complain that the law is unfair, but complaining is only words and we need action to show the media and parliment that we are all in this together, especially a one year vigil.
Please help in any way you can to help stop BSL and do it for the dogs.
In the Huntsville Forester comes this article.
Pit bull pups set for trip south
by Laura MacLean, Wednesday, September 6, 2006
There’s a happy ending for the six pit bull puppies who were assessed on Wednesday to determine if their temperaments were suitable to ship them out of the province or if they would have to be euthanized.
“It went very well,” stated Barb Mooney, the Town’s animal control bylaw enforcement officer. “We are trying to get homes for all six of the pups.”
The pit bull puppies, three male and three female, were seized in early April by bylaw officers after they received a tip that a man was trying to hand them out for free at the Brendale Square.
The current ban on pit bulls makes it illegal to breed or bring the dogs into the province. Dogs already in Ontario are allowed to stay as long as they are sterilized, leashed and muzzled in public.
Kristy Robbins from Bullies in Need (BIN) in Indianapolis, Indiana, visited the Huntsville Animal Shelter on Wednesday to conduct an assessment that lasted just over 40 minutes.
The assessment required testing the dogs on their startle factor, which included popping open an umbrella when they were least expecting it, as well as dropping bowls on the ground to see their reactions to loud noise.
“The dogs were startled for about three to five seconds and then they went on doing whatever they were doing,” explained Mooney. “One of the males started barking really loud. So he had a failing grade for that. But he did pass overall.”
Robbins attempted to hand-feed the pups to see if they would respond aggressively or more passively. Mooney said they were reluctant to take the food from a stranger’s hand but were more apt to take food and treats from animal shelter staff, whom they are familiar with.
“The pups know the staff and are more comfortable taking food from their hands,”
said Mooney. “Kristy asked the staff to work on that and to maybe use cheese, hotdogs or kibbles. The pups also don’t know how to walk up stairs because they are let out on a flat from their pens. So if they [staff] have time, they’ll work on that with them, too.”
Robbins consistently handled the pups to test their reactions to being handled by a stranger.
“When they were touched on the head, they kind of shied away, so we need to teach them that nothing will hurt them,” Mooney said. “It was very positive. I was surprised that they were so well behaved. Kristy was very impressed with how the shelter was run and that the dogs had such good temperaments.”
BIN and Albany Rescue are working together to find homes for the six puppies, which will likely relocate them to the United States. If all goes well, arrangements should be finalized within the next two weeks.
“They are trying to get them permanent homes or foster homes,” said Mooney. “But Kristy did say that the three males must be neutered or they can’t take them.”
The animal shelter does not have enough funds to cover the costs of neutering the three males. Anyone who wishes to make a financial donation to help with the costs can visit the Huntsville Animal Shelter at 19 Bickley Country Drive. Donations can also be sent by mail to 19 Bickley Country Drive, Huntsville, Ontario, P1H 1Y4.
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 06, 2006 1 comments
*PLEASE CROSSPOST WIDELY*
Louise from www.allforpaws.ca has kindly created a doggy t-shirt for the DLCC and $5.00 from each shirt will be going to the legal challenge fund!
The t-shirts come in navy blue and pink and are available in 3 different sizes, 2X, 3X, and 4X.T-shirts are readily available at All Creatures Great & Small, (Cobourg and Peterborough), Critter Jungle (Ottawa).
T shirts are also available on line at www.allforpaws.ca. Phone orders are also accepted at 1-800-747-7135.
The price for each t-shirt is $25.00. Pictures are attached!!!
This is perfect timing as the weather is getting cooler and we all know that bullies need a bit of extra warmth in the fall and winter!! These shirts were specifically fitted for larger dogs so they fit the bully breeds really well.
Check them out and remember to tell your doggy friends about them too!!
Rambled by Conners at Wednesday, September 06, 2006 0 comments
My Peculiar Aristocratic Title is: Viscountess Shasta the Dulcet of Frogging over Womble |
May 15th to 18th, 2006 court dates.
Crown adds additional evidence December 21st, 2006
2nd court date June 28th, 2007
Up coming appeals on Mon Sept 15 and Tues Sept 16, 2008
Conners says,
"Of all the positively pitty things Shasta does...fighting isn't one of them.
This makes her positively typical of the Pit bull breeds, with one exception...she is MINE and she is MY one of a kind."
Ontario's Dog Killers
Ontario is fighting back and hired
Clayton Ruby
The right to own whatever breed we choose.
We are also are fighting for responsible ownership and education.
Do your part and be responsible.
Train, maintain and contain your dogs properly.
Teach others!
Don't forget to spay and neuter your pets.
There are already too many dogs in the shelters needing 'forever homes'.
Stand up those that can't speak up for themselves.
It starts with you.
Report animal abuse.
***please cross post***
It is early morning at the Stanislaus County Animal Shelter. And for you, the animal care specialist, the day opens in minor chords. You walk to the computer and print out the list of dogs that fill dozens of the agency's kennels. You sit there with your coffee, highlighting in yellow marker the ones that have been here for five days. They've all got a story.
Someone stopped loving him. No one ever loved her. He got too big. She started chewing on sprinklers. He bit a child. Her owner is out of town, and the house sitter noticed the dog got out but didn't bother to call the shelter. Whatever happened, it doesn't matter now: Their time is up.
You move to the first noisy cage. As you open the door, a few dogs try to escape, while others cram themselves into the far corners to avoid you. Everyone on the outside says the animals have no idea what's coming, but you've seen too much proof to the contrary. Yes, on some sad level, they know.
You squeeze into the cage and slip your leash, your noose, around the neck of one. You lead him back to the gate and open it just enough for you to squeeze through. You pull his head closer to the gate, and get ready. Then you jerk him out quickly and slam the door so the others don't get out. He's scared and whimpering, looking around frantically, but he does what he's told and follows you, faithfully, to the end of the line.
The killing room is a large, cold place with a small row of metal cages along one of the concrete walls. There's a large, stainless- steel table in one corner, holding syringes, needles and bottles of tranquilizer and Fatal Plus, a solution of sodium pentobarbital that usually kills within seconds.
As a co-worker readies the syringe, you're kneeling, holding the dog still, cuffing one leg with your hand. Sometimes you have to fight them. Sometimes the battle is so fierce, you resort to forcing them between a gate hinged on a wall, immobilizing them long enough so you can get the needle in.
But not this time. This one's calm. He trusts you. He even gives you his paw: He's obviously someone's pet. So you stroke his head softly as the co-worker finds a vein. Then, just like that, he melts in your arms. You grab his paw again and drag his limp body to a corner.
One by one, you lay them out on the cement floor. One by one. Though county records show roughly 15,000 animals are killed each year at the shelter, it's a number, like eternity, that defies comprehension. But when one considers the solitary act of each animal death, and the people who do the dirty work, the number 15,000 comes into better focus. One death is a tragedy; anything more than that is just a statistic.
On this morning, and every morning, there will be about 15 to 20 of these canine executions, not counting the ones that come in throughout the day that are injured or unadoptable. As you walk to the cages to retrieve another, the anger swells inside you. Because you know most of this daily ritual easily could be avoided. Spay and neuter, people, you say to yourself.
Spay and neuter!
Time runs out on a mother pit bull and her puppies. When she showed up here last week, your only hope was that she wouldn't give birth before her five days were up. But she did.
You hardly could stand to watch her care for her pups, licking them, dragging them around to protect them. Finally, you gave in and fed her treats, telling her, "That's a good girl."
Because, sadly, you knew all her efforts were in vain. This day always comes. Once you've got them all gathered in the room, you put her down first. Because you've learned the babies cry when they're injected, and that only adds stress to the mother.
One by one. One after another. You stack the singles into piles. You load the piles into 55-gallon barrels. You push the barrels into the walk-in freezer, where rows and rows of barrels fill completely about twice a week. The barrels are emptied into trucks. It's like a factory here. And they call this a shelter?
The stench of death permanently haunts the air: It's a dull fragrance you won't forget the rest of your life. Someday years from now, you'll be served food at a restaurant, and something will trigger the memory of that awful smell. Just like that, the meal will be over. You wash your hands incessantly; trouble is, what you're trying to clean doesn't go away with soap and water. That would take a psychologist, better than the one you have.
An hour into it, you're nearing the last of the morning's kill. Next up is an adorable pop-eyed Chihuahua you had thought someone might claim. Or adopt. You start for her, but then you make a grave mistake: You look into her eyes. In a flash, your mind acknowledges that this is a living, breathing thing. Damn dog, now she's under your skin.
Suddenly, you can't bring yourself to do it. Not this one. Your back yard already brims with the dogs and cats you've personally spared over the years, and there's simply no more room. So, you sneak her off the list and move her to another kennel. Your day off is tomorrow, and you just put it out of your mind. That's all you can do.
Now, through the bars, you spot the big mongrel. You squeeze into the cage, and he moves away. He's scared and hungry; he's not the alpha male in this lot, so he hasn't eaten in five days. And who knows what he went through before he ended up here? So you kneel and call to him in a pleasant voice. Now he's wagging his tail because he thinks you're going to rescue him from this awful place.
You get him outside and pet him to try to keep him calm. But he's excited, jumping up and down, because you helped him out of the chaos. You're his friend now; he'll follow you anywhere. So you lead him toward the room and he trots along happily.
But halfway there, something shifts in him. You figure he's starting to smell that stench coming from the freezer. Yes, on some level, they know. He starts jerking his neck back, using his front legs to try to pull you back. The more you fight him, the more he realizes he should fight. So you drag him the rest of the way.
Once you get him into the room, he's still fighting pretty hard. Your arms are getting tired. To get him to the table, you both trip over piles of dead dogs that now cover the floor. Finally, you get him stopped. The soft talk helps a little, and you're able to hold him still enough for the co-worker to find a vein. Once it's in, you let go. He moves away, woozy. They don't always die immediately. He wanders over to the corpse of another dog, and sniffs it a little before collapsing onto the floor.
Spay and neuter, people!
Leaving the room, you remember something you wanted to tell a co- worker. She's working alone in the cat room, putting down several dozen to start her day. You open the door, but the scene makes you forget what you wanted to say. There she is, sitting in a corner, crying, surrounded by dozens of dead cats that litter the floor. You make eye contact and get ready to say something, but she waves you off. It's a quick shake of the head that says, "I'm fine; just leave me alone." So you do. For those who do this for a living, it's mostly business as usual, life goes on. But there are occasional meltdowns. Not to mention divorce, denial, alcoholism, nightmares, antidepressants and all sorts of other ugly side effects.
Walking away from the cat room, a simple question forms in your head, one that plagues you often throughout your days here: Does anybody care about animals? Anyone at all?
Inside, you know there are thousands of people, just like you, who cherish their pets and treat them like family. Or even royalty. Working here, you rarely see those folks. They take care of their animals.
Instead, you get the people who 'before business hours' drop off a cardboard box of mangled kittens that were used to train pit bulls to fight dirty. Usually, they just toss the dead alongside the road somewhere, but for some reason, someone brought these in. You open the box to discover all but one are dead, and the only one alive is using its front legs to crawl toward you because its back legs are crushed.
Or you get the people whose hobby is trapping feral cats and bringing them to the shelter. Once you asked about strange lines etched into the stick they use to hold the trap shut, hoping you were wrong. But, yes, like notches in a gun, that's how they track how many cats they've captured. It's a game to them.
Or you get the man who brings in three kittens in an ice chest he placed in his trunk. In the middle of summer. When you open the lid, most of the horror has played out. You look up and scold him, asking him what he was thinking. And he shrugs. Not like it matters, he says, they didn't belong to anyone.
Or you get the people who pull up in a moving van to drop off their family pet, saying that they can't take the dog with them and that they were unable to find the animal a home. They drive away, conscious clear, leaving the dirty work for you. Like you're some kind of sin-eater.
And to think, you took this job because you wanted to save animals. Standing there at the kennels, lost in the flashbacks, you ask yourself again: Does anybody care?
Anyone at all?
A friendly face pops into your mind. Yes, there is one, you finally remember, trying to cheer yourself up. That poor young woman from the west side, the one who's been coming by twice a week for the last six months, looking for her beloved red Doberman pinscher. She keeps asking you, "How long should I keep looking?" And you keep telling her, "As long as your heart needs to." Who are you to take away hope?
And now, come to think of it, you did notice a nice-looking Doberman in the back kennels this morning. Nah, couldn't be, you think. He disappeared six months ago. But, needing a miracle, you go and check anyway. You look him over for a while. There is some red in his coat, but you're not certain.
Cautiously, you have someone call the woman. Be sure to tell her we're not sure, you say, but let her know we might have her dog. An hour later, the woman is scurrying through the hall toward the back kennels. You can barely keep up with her.
I think I hear him, she keeps saying excitedly. She keeps calling out his name. All you hear is what you always hear: the deafening din of scores of barking dogs. When you get to the back kennels, a lowered metal guillotine door is keeping everything outside. So you raise the door, and 80 pounds of frenetic dog come bounding inside, wildly running around the cage. You think to yourself, how would he even know she was coming? Yes, on some level, they always know.
Just like that, this huge dog plasters itself against the chain-link fence, licking the fingers of a woman who's pressing herself against the fence, too. The scene is reminiscent of lovers on a beach. It's him, it's him, she keeps saying. All the while, this enormous dog is emitting the strangest high-pitched yipping you've ever heard, almost like a puppy.
Overcome with emotion, the woman sinks to the cement gutter and starts sobbing into her hands. You sit next to her to offer some comfort. Then, before you know it, you're right beside her, bawling uncontrollably. She's crying because her life is complete again. And you're crying because, after working this job, your life never will be the same. Because for every animal that leaves with its owner, half a dozen are hauled off in garbage trucks.
No, you think, wiping away the tears, this is no place for an animal lover.
1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Regular separation from you will be painful and can even cause depression. Think before you buy me.
2. Give me time to understand what you want from me - don't be impatient, short-tempered or irritable. Do not break my spirit with your temper. Although I will always forgive you, your patience will teach me more effectively.
3. Place your trust in me and I will always trust you back, respect is earned not given as some sort of inalienable right.
4. Don't be angry with me for long, and don't lock me up as punishment. I am not capable of understanding why I am being locked up. I only know I have been rejected. You have your work, entertainment and friends. I only have you. Treat me kindly, my beloved friend, for no heart in all the world will be more grateful for your kindness than me.
5. Talk to me sometimes. Even if I don't understand your words, I do understand your tone. Your voice is the sweetest sound I hear, as you must understand by my enthusiasm when I hear your footsteps.
6. Take me in when it is cold or wet. I am a domestic animal and am no longer accustomed to bitter elements. I ask for not more than your gentle hands to pet me. Keep my water bowl full and give me food to eat, so that I may stay healthy and strong to be your loving and loyal friend. By your side I stand ready and willing to share my life with you. for that is what I live for.I will never forget how well you have treated me.
7. Please do not hit me. Although I cannot hit back, I can bite and scratch, but I choose not to do that.
8. Before you scold me for being uncooperative, obstinate, or lazy, ask yourself if something might be wrong with me. Perhaps I'm not getting the proper food or I've been out in the sun too long, maybe my heart is getting old and weak, or maybe I'm just very tired.
9. Take care of me when I get old. You too will grow old and will also want care, love, and affection.
10. Go with me on difficult journeys. When I am old or am no longer in good health, please don't make any heroic efforts to keep me going. I am not
having fun. just see to it that my trusting life is taken gently. And be with me on that difficult journey when it is time to say good bye. Never say, "I can't bear to watch" or "Let it happen in my absence". Everything is easier for me if you are there. I will leave this earth always knowing that my life was safe in your hands. Remember, irrespective of what you do I will always love you.
Please press on the 'Crucify Me' link and visit Triumph
Fight me, deny me, and crucify me,
My sins are yours, they're not mine.
You make me what I am, evil at your command.
You send me to meet my challenger, whatever it may be.
I risk my life to line your pockets for nothing but pain and agony.
Three feet of chain with nowhere to go, there's not much here to see.
No time to play, its work, work, work, that's how life is for me.
Run the treadmill. Pull the blocks and hang there from the tree.
If my ribs feel a little thick, then not much food for me.
I'm in tip top shape, a muscle bound freak, with all the attitude I need.
I've got gameness several generations back. You should see my pedigree!
Pump me up! Hype me up! Throw me some bait! How about that young pup?
Watch me rip his eyeballs out; I need the taste of blood.
I've been hit. I've been beat. I've been left to die in the ring.
I've been sewed up! I've been ripped open and I've had several bones broken!
I've scratched when I couldn't stand and I've stood up when I couldn't scratch!
I've killed a few dogs and I've nearly died when I've met my match!
Fight me, deny me, and crucify me,
My sins are yours, they're not mine.
You make me what I am, evil at your command.
You send me to meet my challenger, whatever it may be.
I risk my life to line your pockets for nothing but pain and agony.
Three feet of chain with nowhere to go, there's not much here to see.
No time to play, its work, work, work, that's how life is for me.
Run the treadmill. Pull the blocks and hang there from the tree.
If my ribs feel a little thick, then not much food for me.
I'm in tip top shape, a muscle bound freak, with all the attitude I need.
I've got gameness several generations back. You should see my pedigree!
Pump me up! Hype me up! Throw me some bait! How about that young pup?
Watch me rip his eyeballs out; I need the taste of blood.
I've been hit. I've been beat. I've been left to die in the ring.
I've been sewed up! I've been ripped open and I've had several bones broken!
I've scratched when I couldn't stand and I've stood up when I couldn't scratch!
I've killed a few dogs and I've nearly died when I've met my match!
Fight me, deny me, and crucify me,
My sins are yours, they're not mine.
You make me what I am, evil at your command.
You send me to meet my challenger, whatever it may be.
I risk my life to line your pockets for nothing but pain and agony.
You find amusement at my torn, hanging skin
and just when my body heals, you make me do it again.
Why couldn't I have been a happy dog with a master who shared some love?
Not some twisted psychopath, who owes his life to drugs.
I do this evil to earn my keep. Somehow, I must be fed.
The men in suits, they point at me and say they want me dead.
Even the lucky ones in happy homes who have never felt my pain,
must face the executioners because they bear my name.
Fight me, deny me, and crucify me, My sins are yours, they're not mine.
You make me what I am, evil at your command.
You send me to meet my challenger, whatever it may be.
I risk my life to line your pockets for nothing but pain and agony.
I've grown too old now to fight in your ring.
You've left me no chance, to ever be free
I lay in the darkness, no one at my side
my last fight I lost, my eyes no longer can see
this is what you have done, do you not feel shame?
I can no longer walk, run or play
you have a new puppy now, the one to take my place
the cold and darkness closing now, you have nothing to say?
I lay here in pain and my own blood
I still believe that you love me and I try to stay awake
But you kick me and wish me dead then tell them to tie the bag
The darkness is here now; I hope they catch you, for the new puppy's sake
Fight me, deny me, and crucify me,
My sins are yours, they're not mine.
You make me what I am, evil at your command.
You send me to meet my challenger, whatever it may be.
I risk my life to line your pockets for nothing but pain and agony.
By Alan W Joslin
What is man without the beasts?
If all the beasts were gone, man would die from great loneliness of the spirit.
For whatever happens to the beasts, soon happens to man.
All are connected.
-Chief Seattle
(Duwamish tribe
The Meaning of Rescue
Now that I'm home, bathed, settled and fed,
All nicely tucked in my new warm bed.
I'd like to open my baggage
Lest I forget,
There is so much to carry -
So much to regret.
Hmm...Yes, there it is, right on the top
Let's unpack Loneliness, Heartache and Loss,
And there by my leash hides Fear and Shame.
As I look on these things I tried so hard to leave -
I still have to unpack my baggage called Pain.
I loved them, the others, the ones who left me,
But I wasn't good enough - for they didn't want me.
Will you add to my baggage?
Will you help me unpack?
Or will you just look at my things -,
And take me right back?
Do you have the time to help me unpack?
To put away my baggage,
To never repack?
I pray that you do - I'm so tired you see,
But I do come with baggage -
Will you still want me?
By Evelyn Colbath
"They, oh, so want to make new friends, and run and jump and play. Yet when they happily approach most people shy away."
"They love to snuggle up real close to give lots of love and kisses. Yet they suffer more than any, from unfair prejudices."
"Their tails wag hard and hips twist too, more so than other mutts; and thus I feel they've earned this name, we call them "wiggle butts."
"What animal do I speak of, whose love is so unique? If you've truly known one, you know of whom I speak."
"There is no creature on this earth who will ever make you merrier. The animal I do speak of, it's the American Pit Bull Terrier."
By: Patty Letawsky
Bless the Bullys
A righteous man regardeth the life of his animals.
A Pit Bull Prayer
Spirit in the sky, who watches over all animals: It is my prayer and my request that you grant greater understanding, and acceptance to humans; those who love us, and those who hate us.
That they will know how loyal we are, how brave we are, and how loving we are. Help them to accept us as a breed in whole, and not let the few tragedies shine brighter than the many great traits that we have.
And those who would kill me, let them know, I forgive them even though I don't understand their hatred. And those who would beat me, let them know I still love them, even though it is not the honourable way.
Thank you for all the strong traits that you have given to me and my breed. Help those to know that I stand for courage, strength, loyalty, and bravery. And as my master already knows, let those who would come against my family know that I would surely die defending them.
And just one thing that I would ask: Let my master know, that if you should call me away, that I will wait patiently at those pearly gates until the one who chose me comes home.
Amen
They are your defenders, partners, friends,
You are their lives, their loves, their leaders.
They will be yours, faithful and true, to the last beat of their hearts.
You owe it to them to be worthy of such devotion.
Unknown
Dogs are not our whole life, but they make our lives whole.
- Roger Caras
To My Mommy
Looking in the eyes of my mommy's face,
I know there is something wrong but I just can't place.
The sadness is terrible that she feels in her heart,
because of the fear we may have to part.
She did all she could to make me kind,
the love she shows makes me mind.
If only others could understand,
the bond we share will last to no end.
We use to walk and play in the park,
til some people branded us with a mark.
Vicious dogs, dangerous breeds,
are usually what we hear.
Never about the work we do to help those so dear.
Security, therapy, bomb sniffing too,
we do it all just to protect you.
All we wanted was to do your will,
but all some say is that they kill.
They don't know us only the bad,
but treated mean is all we ever had.
Now because of bad owners of us,
there is always such a fuss.
We can't go play and meet other dogs,
to romp and jump and play leap frog.
We have to wear muzzles and be chained up,
even when we are just a little pup.
One day my mommy says we will win,
I can't wait to be a dog again.
Until then I will wait for the day,
when I can just be normal and play.
I will lick my mom and be the best,
and think to myself to heck with the rest.
With love from your faithful dog.
By Gail Gallant
Interview at the Dog Pound
As a journalist, I decided to go to the dog pound, and interview some of the "inmates". I wanted to know what it was like in there from their perspective. What follows is not for the faint of heart.
I entered the building, and one of the workers accompanied me to the holding area. This is where dogs are kept before they are allowed up for adoption. IF, they are allowed up for adoption. If the dogs are found to be aggressive in any way, euthanasia is employed.
Fortunately, if "fortunately" is the word to be used here. This is a Canadian establishment, and they use lethal injection, not a gas chamber.
The pound worker led me past a big steel door that says "Employees Only"."What is in there?" I asked.From the look he gave me, I knew that this is where dogs go in, and never return.
We moved on to a row of kennels. The dogs were barking loudly, there was the acrid smell of urine and feces, and a feeling of despair seemed to permeate the room.Â
"Go ahead," the worker said. "They're all yours."
Petey
I looked into the first kennel, and saw only the back of a medium sized dog who was curled up in the corner of his kennel, shivering. He was mostly white, with some black spots."Hello?" I said. "May I come in?"He lifted his head, as though it weighed more than he could bear. When he looked at me, I could see he was a Pit bull. His eyes were gentle, but filled with grief. "Enter," was all he said.
I stepped in, closing the gate behind me. He put his head back down, facing away from me. I crouched down a few feet away. "My name is Pete. Petey, my Master called me," he said, still not looking at me.
"Why are you here Pete?" I asked.
"I am here because Master cannot afford to move to another province. I am here because someone with power said I am vicious, and a killer. Someone who never met me.
Master took me for a walk one day, and some lady started to scream when she saw me. I got frightened, and barked at her. The dog police came, and they took me away. I have been with Master for 10 years. The last time I saw him, he just held me and cried. He kept telling me he was sorry. I worry for him. Whatever will he do without me?"Pete shivered even more.
A tear slid down my face. I am supposed to remain objective, but this was wrong. So wrong.
"Thank you Pete." I said. He said nothing as I got up and left his kennel.
Popper
The kennel next to Pete's held a very young looking dog. Pure Border Collie by my guess. He stood on his hind legs, looking at me through the gate.
"Hello. My name's Popper." He tilted his head. "Are you here to take me home?"
"No, I'm sorry," I replied. "But I would like to talk with you."
"Sure. What would you like to talk about?"
"Popper, how did you come to be in this place?" I asked. p> p>Popper dropped down from the gate, with a perplexed look on his face. He walked to the back of the kennel, then back to the front. I noticed he had one blue eye, and one brown. He was quite beautiful. His black and white coat was shiny and thick.
"I am not certain WHY I am here. I think maybe my family will come back for me. They bought me when I was only 6 weeks old. I remember they said how smart Border Collies are, and how it would be so easy to train me. They were very excited at first. The little ones played with me all the time. But the trouble with little Masters is, they refuse to stay in a group. I constantly had to nip their heels to keep them together."
He looked confused."Why won't they stay in a group?" he sighed. "So I did what I thought I should do. I am not quite sure why the little ones screamed when I did my job, but they did, and the Masters got very angry at me. They also got angry when I had to relieve myself, and did so in the house. I am not sure where they expected me to go. All they said was that I was the smartest breed in the world, and I should just KNOW better.
Then they left me in the yard for a month or so. I got bored a lot, and I dug holes in the grass.
The next thing I knew, the Masters brought me here."
Popper jumped back up on the gate, his white paws protruding through the links. He looked at me with his lovely eyes, and asked, "Will you please let them know I want to come home? Please tell them I promise I will be good?"
"I will Popper," I said.
Spartan
My heart was breaking. I was beginning to regret coming here, but their stories had to be told. I moved along. The next dog I saw looked to be easily 100 lbs., a Rottweiler. He was handsome indeed, except for the scars on his face and back. He tilted his head, and looked me right in the eyes.
"Hello. Who are you?" he asked.
"I am a reporter," I replied. "May I speak with you for a little while?"
"Most certainly. My name is Spartan. You can come in, I won't bite," he said.
"Thank you Spartan. I will."
I entered his kennel, reached out and stroked his giant head. He made a loud grumbling noise, and closed his eyes.
"Spartan, why are you here?"
Before he could answer my question, he was suddenly in the grip of a nasty coughing spasm. It sounded painful.
"Please excuse me," he said when it passed. "Kennel cough. It seems all of us who come in here get it."
"Why am I here? Well, about two years ago, I was born in the backyard of some person I can't even recall. I had 11 brothers and sisters.
I recall a day when a big man came and gave that person some money, and took me away from my mother. They had to chain her up, as she was very angry that he took me. They chained her and beat her. I came to know the man by the name of Jim.
I overheard him telling his friends that I would grow up to be big and mean like my mother. But as I grew older, all I wanted to do was play and be friends with everyone.Jim said I needed to be taught how to be mean, so he chained me up in the yard. No more house for me, he said, I was too spoiled. When people came by to visit, I was so happy to see them. I wanted them to come and play. But that made Jim angry, so he beat me with sticks and chains. When he came near, I would roll onto my back so he would know I wasn't a bad dog. That made him beat me more." Spartan's eyes clouded with grief.
"Then he brought me here."I reached out and stroked Spartan's massive gentle head once more.
"I am so sorry Spartan. Some people are just plain evil." I gave him a kiss and left his kennel. As I walked away, Spartan called out, "What will happen to me, nice lady?" I shook my head. "I can't say Spartan. Maybe someone kind will come and get you. We can only hope."
Patsy
I walked a little further down. I could see a shape moving at the back of the next kennel."Hello?" I called out.
Suddenly the shape lunged at the gate in a fury, barking and gnashing its teeth. I stumbled backwards, and crashed into an adjacent kennel. The other dogs began barking loudly and jumping at their gates. "Don't go near her," a small female voice came from behind me. "She's mad."I gathered myself back together, and saw a little Jack Russell Terrier behind me.
"Thanks for the warning," I was still trembling.
Across the way, the other dog, apparently a Husky and German Shepherd cross, was glaring at me, lips curled back revealing brown stained teeth. Her ribs and hips showed through her dull, matted grey coat.
The little dog invited me into her kennel, and I gladly went in.
"Who are you?"
"My name is Patsy." The little brown and white dog held a paw up to the gate in greeting.
"My owner surrendered me. She said she wanted a cute little dog like the one on the TV show, Frasier. She didn't bother to look into the type of dog I am." Patsy heaved a sigh.
"I suppose she expected me to just lie about and only need a short walk each day, just like Eddie, but my energy was so high that I needed to run and play." She glanced at her surroundings. "Now I am here. I suppose it could be worse. I could be like, Her." Patsy looked towards the still growling dog across the way.
"What happened to make her so vicious?" I asked.
"From what we could gather," she replied. "She was found tied in a back yard. She only had a three-foot chain. Some days there was no water. Rarely was there any food.
One day a nice neighbour came by and brought her some meat. By then it was too late. She was already mad. She broke off her chain, and bit the poor man badly. We know she will be going behind the steel door. I am sad to say; I think it will be best. Perhaps then she will know some peace."
Just then, the door at the end of the building opened, and a woman stepped inside. All the dogs began to bark wildly, and then one by one, they went quiet.
I whispered to Patsy, "Who is that? Why have all the dogs gone quiet?"
Patsy breathed deeply through her little nose, and closed her eyes.
"SHE is a Rescuer. Can't you smell it?" she asked.
"Smell what?" I was confused.
"Compassion. Love. Sorrow. It emanates from her pores. She is here for one of us, but nobody knows who just yet." Patsy looked hopeful.
The Rescuer moved from kennel to kennel, looking at each dog. I sat quietly watching. I could see tears in her eyes as she made eye contact with each one. She stopped at Spartan's cage and spoke quietly to him.
"No more beatings my man. No more. You are coming with me. From here on in, it's all going to get better."
The Rescuer produced a leash, opened the kennel door, and took Spartan away. As he walked beside her, his little stubby tail wagged with delight.
Patsy sighed again. I could see the disappointment in her eyes, and it grieved me. They all had the same look, as they watched The Rescuer depart.
"I am so sorry Patsy," I said in a whisper. "But you are a little dog, and everyone loves little dogs. I am convinced you will be rescued soon." Patsy's brown eyes twinkled at me, a little bit of hope returning.
I had heard and seen enough. I needed to tell people how it was for these unfortunate creatures. They were all here through no fault of their own. I stood to leave. I passed by many other dogs I did not interview, looking at each one, wishing I could take them all home with me and give them the love they deserved.I stood by the door taking one last glance back, when it opened, and one of the pound workers came in. His face was drawn and sad. He walked by without a word, and stopped at Pete's kennel. I heard him take a deep breath, then he paused, and opened the kennel door. The words were muffled, but I am sure I heard him say, "I'm sorry old boy."
He came out, with Petey in tow. The old dog's head hung down in resignation, and they both disappeared behind the big steel door.