For the Love of Dog, part 2
Posted by Mimi on March 4th, 2008 filed in Animals, Humor, RescueFor the last 48 hours I have been consumed with a homemade blend of heart wrenching fear that she will be accidentally euthanized combined with childlike anticipation of bringing home my new daughter.
When I arrive on Tuesday armed with a leash in one hand and my utility bill in the other, I am forced to sign a “contract” that says I must get her spayed, micro chipped, and vaccinated within 30 days or they will issue a warrant for my arrest. WTF? So basically, this dog, who they could not give a shit about, who hasn’t had ANY MEDICAL ATTENTION since they have had her, suddenly MUST get this medical attention IMMEDIATELY, or I will be considered a criminal. Never mind that this shelter recently came under fire for not getting a cat medical attention after she was hit by a car.
Although I was annoyed by their hypocrisy, I enjoyed the scenarios I created in my mind while reading over the contract:
(Cell door slams in grungy small-town Texas jail house)
“What are you in here for?” I ask no one in particular.
“Capitol Murder” says a burly man sitting in the corner.
“Rape” says a man sitting on the frayed cot.
“Armed robbery,” blurts the man by the lidless stainless steel toilet. “What about you? Why are you here?”
“Um. I didn’t get my dog spayed within 30 days”
(Silent judgement and reverent fear fills the air).
Now, don’t get me wrong. I completely support spaying/neutering. In fact, I have paid for many a dog and cat to get neutered after convincing the owners it was a good thing to do. What pisses me off here is that they are running a piss poor shelter where they were too lazy to even list the cats’ gender on their cages (all the cat info cards were listed as gender unknown except the Momma cat with kittens who was listed as female. Glad they figured that one out.). Obviously they aren’t going to bother to get the animals basic medical work ups. They don’t want to work with rescuers or even take the time to check the gender and basic bio info for an animal because it is just easier to kill them in the name of space issues than it is to adopt them out.
Luckily, there were no fatal misunderstandings, and my sweet girl Skye came home with us. We washed that nasty, dirty, cold, sad life right off of her that very night.
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