WOMEN WHO STEAL DOGS... AND WHY (Back to page 1)
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These are my stories of stealing dogs.
  Ten years ago my mother and I were at a family reunion.  For seven days we
listened to a dog near by screaming like it was being tortured day and
night.   The last day before we left I had to go investigate.  A few doors
down I snuck in to a yard with a young lab tied up to a stake in the middle of
the yard.  He had no shelter and was bombarded by the scorching sun during the
day and the freezing rain at nights.  Having wound himself around this pole he
could not reach empty dishes and was sitting in his own excrement.   After
little thought my mother and I decided to steal him.
  It was a total Bonnie and Clyde.  I snuck back in the yard to unchain him. 
The young pup and I hid by the road in some bushes.  He was so happy and knew
we were being sneaky to run away!
  My mother slowly drove down the street with the back car door open.  As soon
as we saw the car I yelled "Come on buddy"!  He didn't hesitate as we both ran
and dove in to the back seat, skidding off with door slamming shut.
  He had never been in a house before and acted like he had ever interacted
with people.  As I trained him I became an Animal Health Technologist.  Years
later I developed Multiple Sclerosis and trained him to help me do laundry,
walking etc.
  I am happy to say that now Hunter is a beautiful old man who brings joy to
every one he meets.   My mother still cries when she talks about how we found
  Recently I came aware of a chained dog down the street.   He was a little
shih-tzu who had neighbours calling SPCA frantically.  They constantly came and
handed out warnings but left the little guy in minus 30 temperatures during
the winter.
  A neighbour who witnessed the owner beating the dog with a pair of scissors
while trying to groom him.  This same neighbour built a house for him out of a
cardboard box as he had absolutely nothing.  Other neighbours took him in when
the owners left for work and trained him.
   For two years this went on with the owners using this little fluff ball as
a guard dog, never even recognizing he was there.  Until he got loose and came
to our window.   This was my opportunity.  
  I gave him to my friends to foster so I wouldn't get busted and found him
the most loving warm home where he shares his masters bed.  His new family
immediately got him neutered and medical attention.
  My only regret was that I didn't steal him sooner!



I had a very nice policeman at my door the following day...

Posted By: Frances Burd
Date: Friday, 12 May 2006, at 9:15 p.m.

In Response To: "The officer reported that the dog was healthy, the garage is like a big doghouse" (AAS)

About 13 years ago I lived in (removed), next to people who did very much the same thing to their puppy.

I had two dogs, a big fenced yard and a doghouse for the daytime when I was at work. The dogs weren't chained but had fresh water & food available. When I came home from work "the girls" came in the house, had dinner, love & usually snuck onto the couch at night, with morning hugs on my bed. This poor little puppy would see our life & couldn't understand why she wasn't treated like that.

I listened to these ignorant people beat & abuse this sweet little puppy for nine months. She was always chained to the back of the house; I think that they finally gave her a "doghouse" after I complained to the SPCA many times about the abuse.

Christmas came & I decided that I could no longer witness this cruelty and that something had to be done. A family member in another city was willing to take her in & so we rescued her.

I had a very nice policeman at my door the following day to follow up on the "investigation" of the dog being missing/abducted. We discussed the the complaints I'd filed and the abuse I'd witnessed. He said that it was too bad she was missing and shook my hand & said that where ever she was that hopefully she'd found a better home (with a smile & a wink). What a nice man he was.

The sad side of the story is that she had an incurable liver disease & died about 4 months later, even though my friend spent over $3000 at the vet. But in my heart I know that I at least gave her a second chance at a life she might have never known.

"If I do not speak, who will speak for me".

The Five Freedoms, the SPCA, and garage dogs
AAS -- Tuesday, 9 May 2006, at 5:17 a.m.
"The officer reported that the dog was healthy, the garage is like a big doghouse"
AAS -- Tuesday, 9 May 2006, at 9:24 a.m.
NEW: I had a very nice policeman at my door the following day...
Frances Burd -- Friday, 12 May 2006, at 9:15 p.m.
NEW: It's not unusual for police to remove dogs at night *PIC*
AAS -- Saturday, 13 May 2006, at 8:08 a.m.
"A garage is no different than a home" *LINK* *PIC*
AAS -- Tuesday, 9 May 2006, at 9:42 a.m.
The degree of suffering does not appear to always be the deciding factor in SPCA seizures *LINK* *PIC*
AAS -- Tuesday, 9 May 2006, at 9:54 a.m.
Jane Goodall's "Ten Trusts"
Barry Faires -- Tuesday, 9 May 2006, at 8:29 a.m.
Defining cruelty: it's all over the map *LINK* *PIC*
AAS -- Tuesday, 9 May 2006, at 3:52 p.m.
NEW: Today another call will be made and another day will pass and another month will pass...
Gail Moerkerken -- Wednesday, 10 May 2006, at 4:24 p.m.