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Don't Breed or Buy While Shelter Animals Die!


I wish you could see as I sit here today,

Tears filling my eyes, the loss In my heart...For a dog unknown to you.

Her body strong her eyes bright, Gleaming with anticipation for any little treat.

Locked in a cage for more than a month,

Her hope, never faded Her trust never

waived...

Though her card said "Caution", With love

she obeyed.

Sitting up straight on her hard plastic bed

Begging once more, "Just please scratch my head"

My love for this pup was hard to endure,

For the day before her time was due, I gave her a bone which she dropped to the floor.

She knew...I had come to say goodbye.

I cursed the owner for Shawna's fate! When next someone exclaims: "How could you work here?"

No, we're not to blame, only doing your dirty-work With anger, not shame., Not "Puppy-killers," or "evil"...

Just the last loving hand to say goodbye.........

I wrote this about only one out of thousands of, dogs who die at shelters every year. Although the public perceives kennel workers as unfeeling and cold, my heart gets broken every day at this job ... but I'm still strong enough to be here, because even if it's just one I can help or save, then I've done my job. 

-An anonymous kennel worker


as written in the

THE SAN DIEGO UNION-TRIBUNE WEDNESDAY, SEPTEMBER 16,1998

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