Re: OT-CHAT: post written in anger

Donald, I know how you feel.  I don't know what you did (this being two days later), but I know what I would have done.  I would have taken them to the pound and dumped them in the front office.  Our pound takes anything from our very large county, and I think others should too.
Francelle Edwards
  ----- Original Message ----- 
  From: Donald Eaves 
  To: iris-talk@yahoogroups.com 
  Sent: Saturday, June 22, 2002 7:46 PM
  Subject: [iris-talk] OT-CHAT: Building iris beds - post written in anger


  Hello Folks,

  Hit delete key now.  A rant follows.

  Well, lots got accomplished today.  A rock that out-weighs me was removed
  with a chain and the 4WD Ford PK.  Posts were set.  Everything was going
  well.  I was concentrating on digging another hole for another post when
  under the fence from out of the pasture I was suddenly swarmed by three
  puppies.  Adorable puppies.  But the ecstatic joy they exhibited toward
  finding me was definitely not returned.  I'd seen them before.  Friday
  morning on the way to work I'd seen them where they had been dumped by the
  person(s) who, in my opinion, should still be responsible for them.  By the
  country cemetery down the road about 1/4 mile.  I hoped to forget them and
  not see them again.  Friday afternoon they were on the bridge below my
  house.  About half the distance closer.  I came home and ignored that they
  were there.  For what?  Now they are here.  I'd hoped since there were only
  three that someone had stopped and adopted the fourth.  The howling I soon
  heard set me straight on that.  I already have two dogs courtesy of dumping.
  I cannot and will not assume the responsibility for any more.  But the
  howling made be feel bad, so I walked down to the bridge, tripping all the
  way with puppies underfoot.  Nothing to be seen, but they got a brand new
  layer of beggar's lice to bring home.  I sat on the bridge railing and
  waited and hour and a half and watched only one vehicle pass.  Finally I
  heard the lost thing toward the cemetery.  In the end he also found us, so
  tonight there are six dogs on the premises.  Saturday night, tomorrow is
  Sunday.

  Nice puppies.  At least one parent is a Blue Heeler.  3 males, 1 female.
  But I don't have many options and all are going to make me feel bad for a
  while.  Most people would just get the shotgun or .22 rifle and take care of
  the problem.  I've done that in the past and found I haven't the
  constitution to do it.  Swore I would never do it again.  I can't leave them
  at the pound.  They won't accept stray animals from me since I don't live in
  town and therefore don't pay city water etc.  I could spend the dollars to
  have them put down at the vet.  What?  $40-$50 per animal.  These make the
  seventh dogs dumped in less than a year.  I could go broke paying that
  considering the numbers that get thrown out.  The two I've kept are more
  than I want, so keeping them is out.  That leaves dumping them somewhere
  else.  Isn't that unbelievable?  But I found out it isn't against the law
  here.  You can dump your animal anytime, anywhere, on anyone and it's okay
  to do so.  That made me furious when I found out and I'm still not over it.
  Once when a dog was dumped and I took it to the pound where they wouldn't
  accept it, I drove straight to the Sheriff's Office where I advised them if
  they would locate the previous owner, I would file charges.  Not a chance.
  The previous had done nothing at all illegal.  I was advised I could dump
  the dog in town and it was okay, but they'd prefer I do it near the pound.
  There were probably a dozen of the Sheriff's employees standing at the
  window when I ordered the poor dog out of the pickup and drove to work.  And
  I felt and still fell badly about having done that.  Now I'm saddled with
  four puppies.  They are surely in the chewing stage.  No telling what is
  going to be damaged in the morning.  I simply am not going to keep them
  weeks on end in the hopes I can find homes for them.  So tomorrow, I have to
  come up with something.  As if I didn't have other things.

  I'd have finished setting all the cut posts on the new series of raised
  beds, but with all the adoration underfoot it was impossible to wield the
  sharpshooter and nearly impossible to walk.  I wonder what damage will be
  done overnight to the iris beds, the hoses and anything else they decide
  will be fun to play with.  It's not their fault I know.  And no matter what,
  I will have had my activities altered by spending time in a manner that is
  sure to leave me feeling mean and ugly for a long time.  I know better.  The
  real responsibility lies with the original owners.  But that won't help me
  and they are safe.  I hope, probably unrealistically, they are feeling bad
  now and wondering what has happened to the animals they abandoned.  I
  wonder, too, if the idea was to feed the coyotes.  I can't comprehend why
  it's done and left for others at all.

  Sorry for the rant.  I'm sure to be behind when fall comes and I need the
  beds finished.  I'll need the space for the too many I've ordered and for
  the seedlings I'm growing.  An interference of this sort just does not sit
  well with me.

  Donald Eaves
  donald@eastland.net
  Texas Zone 7b, USA




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