Warning – a sad story follows with some vehement commentary about it.
I volunteer for my city’s animal shelter, and specifically, I walk dogs. I only do this once a week, but I also do other miscellaneous things as well. Not that any of this matters, but what does matter is what follows.
Mabel was an adorable, young-ish mixed breed dog who quickly became a favorite among volunteers and staff. She was friendly, fun, and always happy to go out on her twice-daily walks. Because of her joyous and delightful personality, Mabel was quickly adopted. Mabel was then quickly returned.
Here’s the story.
Mabel went to live with her new owner who had a roommate. One day the roommate took Mabel out for a walk. During the course of the walk, Mabel bit someone. This was not Mabel’s fault, it was the fault of the stupid humans who were supposed to be taking care of her.
Mabel needed a serious decompression period. She needed to adjust to her new home and humans. She needed to be protected until it was clear how she would react to people, places, things, and kids. No one knows the details of Mabel’s story, but we do know she is back, and her future does not look bright.
I am crying as I write this. There is a good chance Mabel will be euthanized between now and my next visit to the shelter.
Sorry kind readers, but I am not a fan of great portions of the human race, and Mabel is just one example why.
madmuser 