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It’s morning time, the sun is rising higher by the minute and the heat is beating down. I accidently spilled my water bowl in the night as my cold chain got wrapped around the bowl.
I sit, staring at the door to the warm house. As I patiently wait for my bowls to be filled again. I can see my humans walking about the house through the open windows.
My tail taps ever so lightly on the cold ground when I see them walk to the door. But they never come out.
Clouds start hovering over, covering up the glorious sun. My humans still haven’t come out to give me a drink or a nibble of food.
I grow tired and lay my fragile body on the ground. My tail wrapping around myself to keep me somewhat warm as I can feel little trickles of water dropping down.
I think it is almost noon now, still no humans. I can smell and see them yet but I believe they have forgotten me.
Wait! Here comes the man. Is that a bowl I see? And food I smell?
The man sets the food in front of me and fills up my water. Food never tasted so good, but it’s gone so quick.
I get so excited that I race after the man, jumping and straining my chain. My water spilled again. The man turned around and yelled something at me as his hand came down on my head. “Down.” He demanded.
I whimpered a little bit and back up. He refused to fill up my water.
Laying back down, at the end of my chain, the man retreats back inside. I think I scared him off.
A nap in the trickling rain leads to the afternoon. My little humans are back! As they come outside I wag my tag so happy to see them!
But they run passed me to their own toys. I try running after them but my chain wasn’t long enough.
Maybe I’ll sit here and wait patiently. Hours seem to drag by but still they didn’t want to play with me.
It’s growing dark outside now. The little humans ran back inside and I could see them all around the table eating food. Oh, how I wish for more food.
My paws lead me back to my tree that the chain was wrapped against. The stick I chew on laid there but I didn’t feel happy enough to chew on it.
I felt thirsty and hungry. Cold and forgotten. The night drags on as I lay my head to rest again. Morning will come and maybe my humans will remember me.
If this were only true. For dogs that stay on a chain, this is their life.
Supporting this kind of life for a dog can only be classified as abuse. No dog should have to live, waiting and wondering when their next meal shall be.
I guess this post came to me because we recieved a stray from our neaby reservation whom was living his whole life alone. Looking and searching for food, a warm place to sleep, and someone to love him.
We have hopefully already found a home for Tyson, pictured below. Updates on Mr. Tyson will come! He has been treated for severe mange, fleas, and given an antibiotic to help clear up his battle wounds! Mr. T here is an older dog as his teeth are badly worn down.
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