The difference between me and Ingrid Newkirk is when I see a hurt or sick animal, my response is to try and find a cure. In fact, I've been able to help more than a couple of dogs and cats who were given no chance to survive.
Benny that last night in Turlock A couple of years ago, Benny was at the Turlock Shelter in California. I just happened to see his picture on one of the 4 thousand emails I receive every day. For some reason, I just couldn't get his little image out of my head.
Turlock Animal Control is much like the Maryland ACC which hired Ingrid Newkirk, poor and ill-equipped to deal with the many animals they try and care for.
I called the shelter and was told Benny was so sick, he was scheduled for euthanasia the next morning. His body was covered in infected and bleeding sores and he was in extreme discomfort, but Benny was certainly not ready to die.
Reunion Rescue is way down the scale from a group like PETA which racks in about $32 million a year, but when I saw Benny, I knew I had to try and save him. Benny's story is like most of the stories at Reunion Rescue. We're always begging for dollars. Last week, Reunion brought in a whopping $21. After paying out our boarding fees this morning, Reunion is yet again in the red. We pretty much stay in the red, but when you are spending every penny on saving animals, the bank account is never going to show a profit.
Benny enjoying his Texas summer Turlock gave me until 7 p.m. that night to pick Benny up. Luckily, Samantha, not only a die hard pittie lover, but also very pregnant, hopped into her car and drove from Sacramento to pick Benny up for us. He was boarded overnight at Bradshaw vet, one of the few honest vets I've been able to find who honored our request to keep Benny off toxic medication.
Patti, Raven's mom, drove to Sacramento and picked Benny up to bring back with her to the Mendocino area. Like many scared and sick babies, Benny had a long road to go. Raven helped. In doggy terms, she let Benny know he was going to be ok. Raven had almost been killed at Antioch ACC when Patti answered a last minute plea and saved her.
Benny and the gang
Benny was completely cured through holistic and healthy means. He never had one drug or toxic dip. Patti has kept a blog for him which is linked to Pit Bulls and Other Animals. When Benny was ready to travel, Patti drove him all the way to Texas where he went into foster at Doug's. As luck would have it, Doug fell in love with Benny and adopted him where he lives with all the other happy dogs at Doug's doggy daycare. Raspberry and Casper had also been adopted from Reunion by Doug and were able to help Benny find his place.
Mr. Sweets at Riverside Shelter When Mr. Sweets from Riverside came to Texas, Benny was able to help him. Now Mr. Sweets has a wonderful home in San Antonio with Brad. These dogs prove if you just open your heart and become willing, a miracle or two might just happen. In fact, a miracle will happen.
Mr. Sweets catching some z's
So, when I happened to see that old blog of Ingrid's "Why We Euthanize," it gave me pause to consider. The pictures weren't pretty and looked like the fundraising television effort on the Sarah McClachlan commercial. There is a cat with a big face tumor and a dog's paw with a huge nasty lesion. On down are some other hard to view photos, a dog on a heavy chain and one who looks almost dead with a horrible skin condition. The last one is being held up to have his picture taken probably before being humanely euthanized...the subject of the blog entry.
Shirley's Wellness Cafe has some of the same types of photographs, but the difference is Shirley's animals lived. They were holistically treated with quality diet and homeopathy so that their immune systems could overcome the disease and injury.
Mr. Sweets My question is this...if Reunion can save hard cases on a shoestring, couldn't PETA spend a little more than the cost of a syringe-full of blue juice to try and help these animals? If these dogs and cats are still sitting up and trying to survive, who are we to decide when they should die? Bottom line, these animals want to live and it's my job, my duty as a rescuer and as a human caring being to reach out and try to help them.
I'm not saying every one of these animals could be saved, but I'd be willing to bet some of them could have made it. I'm wondering if the folks over at the PETA place ever heard of healthy diet and holistic supplements? I wonder if they'd be open to a little homeopathy instead of euthanasia fluid? It takes a little bit longer, but the payoff is priceless! You get to hug a living soul instead of "holding them in my arms and gently helping them escape an uncaring world,"....Ingrid's words.
I've had to put down a few animals in my time and it sucks. When there is no choice, I'm certainly not going to keep any animal alive and in pain. However, I've been taught by more than a few to listen and let them tell me when they are ready. Way, way back in the day, I came across an old Siamese cat. Butch was a registered Siamese who wound up at San Francisco Animal Care and Control. He was left to die there by PAWS, a group whose mission is to help pets of people afflicted with HIV. When this cat's owner passed away, he was left at the city's animal facility.
Butch had been fed a horrible cheap grocery store kibble his whole life of 13 years. He'd been over-vaccinated, once a year for the entire span of his life. That's one thing PAWS had seen to, that his vaccinations were continued until he wound up at SFACC.
Alibaba 'Bobby' I happened to see him sitting on the counter...well, to hear him on the counter. Anyone who knows Siamese cats knows they are pretty vocal. Long story short, he wound up with me and my old cats before we established the cat sanctuary. He'd been diagnosed with terminal cancer so I brought him home to die in peace.
Butch was renamed AliBaba, more fitting his regal demeanor, but we called him Bobby. He was placed on a raw diet and treated homeopathically to support the effects of his illness. The resident cats accepted Bobby, but being registered and all, he thought he was better than them. He never did accept them as part of his clan.
Bobby taught me a lot about the life force. He lived over three more years with me. There were times he'd get down to an extremely low weight. My husband, Scott, even warned me to put Bobby down, but I knew he was not ready to go and I also knew when he was ready, he would let me know. And he did just that. The day Bobby was ready, he laid down on his side and cried. He was given Valium to make the euthanasia easier as ol
He was given Valium to make the euthanasia easier as older animals have a much longer process than young ones. It still was long and a difficult euthanasia. Bobby had a very strong will to live. He will always be remembered.
I take life and death very seriously. Like the old song says, 'death don't have no mercy in this land..he'll come to your house, but he won't stay long...' Once the life force is gone, there is only an eternity left to reconsider.
Today I want to tell you about a very special dog named Doodle. Even though veterinarians treat hundreds, possibly even thousands of dogs over the years, one particular dog can sometimes really touch your heart. These are dogs who will always be on your mind. For me, that dog was Doodle.
There was something about Doodle that people just couldn't resist. He was a beautiful mixed breed with a vibrant, happy personality. Doodle loved people and they loved him. He was great with kids and protective of his owners, a very nice couple that had cared for him since they rescued him as a puppy. Unlike many dogs, Doodle was not scared or nervous about coming into the clinic. In fact, I think he actually LIKED it. I know we sure liked seeing him! Each time his owners brought him in for a check-up Doodle would wag his tail excitedly and wait to be petted. Then he would hop right up on the table and wait for me. He was very well-behaved and such a good dog.
Sadly, one day Doodle's owners brought him into the clinic and he wasn't his usual enthusiastic, happy self. He appeared tired and weak. He didn't wag his tail or hop up on the table; for the first time, we had to pick him up. I knew immediately that this wasn't going to be good.
We ran some tests and discovered that Doodle had cancer - the kind that is untreatable. Doodle must have been in constant pain. I discussed the situation with his owners and we all agreed that the best course of action would be to put Doodle to sleep. It was the humane thing to do.
Euthanizing an animal is never easy, but this time it was harder than ever before. Doodle had been my patient for years. When I would see his name in the appointment book I was always excited to see him. My staff and I adored him and cared for him when his owners went on vacation. He was such a special dog - we all loved Doodle. Saying goodbye to this old friend would be heartbreaking for all of us.
After Doodle was euthanized his owners were devastated. To be honest, so was I. It was so hard that the whole staff cried. It's hard to say goodbye to such a special friend. We will really miss him.
Euthanizing pets is never easy. How could it be? It is hard enough to euthanize a pet when they are dying and there's nothing you can do, but it's even harder when you have to euthanize a pet that has a chance of survival. The number one reason we euthanize pets is because they are sick and have an untreatable disease. This is always hard, but it is the humane thing to do. The second most common reason we euthanize pets is because their owners cannot afford to treat them. This is always the hardest option, both for the owners and the veterinary team.
A GROUP I HAVE JUST FOR THE LOSS OF PETS,CALLED PAW PRINTS,IT IS ON FB ALSO,BUT CALLED PAW PRINTS ON THE HEART
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Thank you on behalf of so many, grateful and in sorry for their loved ones.