When growing up, there was a radio show on sunday morning which contained a segment called "animals in the news". It contained letters written by the children, usually following this pattern: first I had a fish, it died, then I had parakeet, which died, then I had cat, who died, later on I had a hamster, which died.
This is my personal "animals in the news":
When I was four, my parents bought a small black dog. I don't know what breed it was and I believe it didn't really have any. Before getting the dog, I was allowed to pick one out of a nest of six or seven. Being the child I was, I picked the most pathetic, sad looking creature of them all. Sadly enough the dog was not all that healthy and had to be put asleep a few months later.
Two years later, my parents got another dog, a Keeshond. Though very affectionate, almost clingy dogs, they are very alert and often used as watchdogs. That showed, most people coming over being afraid it. Though not aggressive at all the dog could bark and kept doing so, until knowing everything was safe. We didn't keep the dog very long. My adoptive mother hated the panting, which in all honesty was incessant, but couldn't she had known in advance. I hated we got away of that dog, but I had no say in it.
A few years later I went through a Dalmation phase, like probably many children after watching the accompanying Disney film. So after a lot of nagging and begging, my parents got me a Dalmation. A silly stupid dog, which would run like crazy in cirlcles, almost as if chasing its own tail. Again the dog had disadvantage, constantly losing hair, so after a year, my adoptive mother made shure we got rid of the dog. By that time, I had already expected the outcome.
All this losing the dog made me feel much less secure, if it's so easy to get rid of a dog, how much does it take to get rid of the child.
It's interesting how each dog you got was a different breed.
I was told that my adoptive parents got rid of the dog they had for my brother soon after I arrived. It wasn't until I was much older that they bought a new family dog. A couple of them (purchased from pet stores) had "Kennel Cough", so they had to "go away". I believed they were indeed sent away to a farm in Kansas, as my dad told me. Putting them to sleep was never a thought that crossed my mind!
We finally got a puppy from a private-breeder, and he lived a loved-life. Unfortunately, he drowned in our pool during a piano recital of mine. I was in the eight grade when that happened.
Each dog we got after that was a Westie. It didn't seem or feel like we were "replacing" the dog that died, but continued the tradition of having that similar face in our house. Oddly enough, however, I don't ever recall my a.mother ever caring for the needs of any of our dogs, other than giving them her left-over ice cream from her own bowl. It was my dad and myself who took care of our pets.
Reading the following: In any household where dogs and children are being raised together, it’s important to institute ground rules right away, teaching youngsters to respect their furry companion. Undoubtedly the best way to introduce good habits is for parents to teach by example. (from Dog Central) I wonder why she kept insisting on getting replacements when she herself would not actively care for the purchased pet.
I'm in mourning. I have just said goodbye to my last pup today... and cried buckets cos I wanted to keep her. The kids joined forces and stopped me. There right though I already have 3 dogs. 2 bullmastiffs and an american bulldog and my bed really isnt big enough for anymore boo hoo.
Relinquishment, and letting-go is not at all easy for Us, is it?
After the initial pain, do you notice if there is ANY relief in your grief?
It pisses me off when people buy a pet and get annoyed that the animal makes a mess in the house. In that sense I didn't feel much different from a dog because no mess was allowed in our house. I used to be so jealous of friends whose houses were messy and sloppy because it looked and felt like real living was taking place there, and not just a show-room for others to see as a status thing.
That is so sad. I'm the only one who voted no.
My parents raised me that pets are family members, and that when you take an animal into your home, you are making a commitment.
When I was in junior high, a filthy puppy showed up on our doorstep in the middle of a snowstorm. When she walked, the balls of ice between her toes clicked. Petting her, you could feel every rib poking out. My parents took her in, and took good care of her. Her mother was a wolf-hybrid whose owner let her run wild and never bothered getting any of his dogs fixed. Her father was a toy poodle. Mopsy was a funny looking dog, and she chewed up things, but we loved her. When she was 5, she got a tumor on her spine. When she could no longer walk, and lost control of her bodily functions, my parents had the vet come out and put her to sleep, and they buried her under the cherry tree.
It just wasn't right to let her suffer like that.
Another time, they were in their motor home in Texas when our cat, whose health had been declining for awhile, went into a steep decline. My parents drove that motorhome across Texas and Louisiana to get to Natchez Mississippi because that was the cat's favorite place down south, and they wanted him to die peacefully in a place he loved surrounded by his family.
It wasn't until I was married and started comparing notes with my husband that I realized that not all families were like mine. My parents treated our animals with more love and devotion than his parents treated him.
The only pet my Aparents evert got rid of was me. -After they got caught beating me.
It used to be the strong-held belief only bad first-parents abuse and neglect their (unwanted) children.
No one would EVER dare to think or accept an AP would do harm to the "much wanted" adopted child.
Sad, isn't it... how one man's ignorance is a child's missed bliss?
I posted an article the other day... one I hope more people will look at, and take more seriously. Why? Because it relates to an ongoing unrecognized problem. IL Joins States Requiring Cross-Reporting of Child Abuse and Animal Cruelty
[It's the people who post on PPL who give me reason to believe all hope for a better future does NOT have to be lost.]
We've had several pets and every one has given something of themselves to us. Just seeing my two youngest loving
their dog and cat makes my heart warm; knowing that they know how to love even though they have been through so much.
My parents were animal lovers but would get rid of a pet I dearly loved without any thought of how I felt about it. Then,
what did it matter how I felt...
"I can be changed by what happens to me, I refuse to be reduced by it." M.A.
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