He Was, Finally, Euthanized

The ins and outs of an animal shelter, translated…

Yammy still finally, went home, he’d left home for two years, nobody knew where he’d trekked to during the time he’d wandered the streets, the paperwork at the shelters said, that he was picked up by members of the public in Longtan, then, taken to the animal shelters.

Mom and dad had been looking for him, from the day they’d lost Yammy, they’d had their eyes, tentatively, watching the bulletin boards on the weekly admitted, the same breed, but still had minor variations, it may be the colors, the size of the ears, the differences in the gazes, whenever there’s some sort of similarities, mom and dad would rush over to the shelter to make sure, if it were, Yammy.

how could ANYONE say NO to a face like this…

It’d been two years now, on the A13 lot, there was, another beagle, just like Yammy, maybe, two years are short for humans, but for a beagle, with the average age of twelve to fifteen years, that’s, a huge chunk of its life, like how a five-year-old child, grew up to be fifteen.

Mom and dad, still came with the hope, as the volunteers were just, walking the Beagle from A 13 out to walk, with the least amount of hope, they’d hollered out, “Yammy?”, the dog stopped a bit, he’d gotten his name again, he’d become, excited and happy, rushed quickly, to the side of his parents, nobody knew where Yammy went for so very long, but everybody knew, that he was, going home.

not my photograph…

Some had spent years on end, to try to find their dogs back, and some had, made a call to the sanitation squad, for them, to catch a dog that was wandering out and about their neighborhoods.

He was, still, euthanized at the end, from the day he’d entered the pound on March 17^th, he was kept, for twenty-one days, and nobody knew why he was placed here, as it was, originally, difficult, to KNOW what’s inside the minds of man, on the admitting notice of the pound it had, “Nervous easily, kept his guards up, growled at people, avoiding the humans.” Can we blame him? He was taken, by force, OUT of the safest place he ever was, his home, and his world had, long crumbled.

He lives in the adult dog, a homeless dog, is without a name, the mixture of yellow, beige, and brown of his coat looked dirtier than the mops lying around the back alleys, the volunteers’ hearts wrenched as they’d looked upon him, how did the family that abandon him keep him, how did a dog with an owner once, fare way worse than the strays.

not my photograph here still…But, he couldn’t, get rid of the dependency in his nature in man, being a household pet long-ago, by day sixteen that he was placed in the shelter, he’d smiled, toward the volunteers who’d come, to take his picture, showing his white teeth in a mouthful, desperately needing to be comforted, anybody who knew dogs would know, that dogs would cry, and naturally, smile too, and they would NEVER lose their trust in humans, even IF they were once, abandoned.

He is only five, five years for a human may be too long, but, for this mix breed, he was on the very of being at the prime of his life, and there should be, another five, and another five years, that are waiting, for him

But, those eyes, that longed to leave, that begged, to be taken out of the shelters, still closed up in the very end, the bulletin at the shelter, with his picture on it, had a stamp of, “EUTHANIZED” on his photo, and, nobody knows his name, how he grew up, or why he’d come here, but everybody knows, that he’d finally, stopped, longing, to be taken, home.

Very sad, isn’t it??? And, it’s still ALL the humans’ faults, because they were IRRESPONSIBLE toward their pets, or, because the size of the pets they’d bought from before had fallen outside of the humans’ expectations, so, the humans abandoned them, and that’s just not right, because, how would YOU feel, if you were, abandoned like these animals? Because just because they’re animals, doesn’t mean, that they don’t understand, OR that they don’t feel or experience the emotions like we, humans do.