"You are not wanted, get out of here"..what those words really mean to a dog.
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The day dawned hot and bright in the Virginia Swamp.. The stinging bugs were busy chewing on our irritated skin. My friend Beau and I got up from our den and went in search of food. It was our lucky day. A rabbit had been killed on the road overnight and we shared it. Our first meal in 3 days. We drank from the stagnant water of the swamp. It was all we could find.You see we are both sick and crippled from the years trying to live on our own. Beau Lochlan was someone's dog at one time, but he was turned away from his home. Somehow he was terribly hurt. He had a broken back, a broken femur, a dislocated hip and a fx pelvis. He is heartworm positive and lyme positive. OH!! I almost forgot..he was also shot in his ankle. The bullet pieces are still there. Yet he tried to hold the wild pack of throw away dogs together. Sadly only 3 were left when the trapping began. Beau is a terrier mix, a dog that is so terrified of a collar and leash he almost kills himself to get away from it.
Beau was my best friend, maybe even my father. You see everyone thinks I was born in the swamp, born to a sick mama and I soon became sick myself. I was a white terrier mix that was also terrified of people and houses and cars etc. I was disease ridden. I had protein losing neuropathy, heartworm positive, lyme positive, kidney infection and kidney failure. And generalized demodex (mange). I was about 2 years old when trapped but already dying. Foster Mama named me Brave Heart of the Bayou. Bayou for short.
The people that rescued me tried very hard to FIX all my problems. They tried with Beau as well. We got use to the house we lived in, we used the dog door and we were potty trained. We eventually both would go to "mama" for pets. We loved our soft beds and good food. We laid on the deck in the sunshine. Yet off the property we were so scared we had to be carried. But we were learning about love..
Then I started to get even sicker, off the the Vets I went, they tried everything...but my 3 year old body was dying. The care of the last year could not reverse the damage of the swamp.
It was with many tears and soft hands and lots of love I was released from my disease riddened body. I could not enjoy the life ahead of me. I could not have what the swamp had stolen from me..Foster Mama cried for just one more summer in the sun for me, but it was not to be..
Beau is still with Foster Mama. He is trying to be brave and actually has started to play with toys...I am writing this from the Rainbow Bridge (Heaven) so others may not have to suffer like we did.
Please tell our story..
We didn't stand a chance. They broke our bodies, the folks that didn't care. They broke the hearts of the people that tried to save us.
My death at 3 years old was totally preventable. If only someone had cared. Beau's years of misery were also preventable. Abuse and neglect stole his health. Again, preventable if only someone had cared.
If you have an animal, please remember they are feeling, caring beings. They deserve care and respect. They feel pain like people do. They suffer like people do when sick. They are afraid like people are. Please share our message. If only one other dog can be saved from such suffering...if only...if only.
Remember...
No dog should have had to live in a swamp, to search for days for a meal, to run from people with guns, to fend for themselves when dogs are domesticated and meant to live as a companion animal. No dog should live in fear and misery. But it is up to you to stop the cycle of pain...speak up ...please!!!!
Thank you ,
Bayou
Please speak out against abuse and neglect of our companion animals. Silence is not golden. It is a killer of innocent animals. Let's become a country that is decent and responsible for it's animals. This is terrible beyond words. I know, I am Beau and Bayou's Foster Mama. My heart has been broken over this preventable cruelty and great loss. To watch the life go from Little Bayous eyes just about killed me.
Be a voice for the voiceless, take a stand against cruelty, join a group like Just A Touch Rescue. Just do something....this is a story of 2 dogs..but sadly there are many suffering just like they did, all over this country. Help them, please!!!
Eileen and Beau and Little Angel Bayou
Eileen in NY
The Bark Heard Around The World 5-22-2010
www.barkaroundtheworld.com
www.justatouchrescue.com
www.beverlyanimalshelteronline.com