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post #1 of 19
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I think every pet owner should be required to read the following letter, and certainly every person turning their animal over to a shelter should be made to read it before they are allowed to sign their pet over.

This letter refers to a dog, but it applies to cats as well.

HOW COULD YOU? By Jim Willis, 2001

When I was a puppy, I entertained you with my antics and made you
laugh. You called me your child, and despite a number of chewed
shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best
friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and
ask "How could you?"-but then you'd relent and roll me over for a

My housebreaking took a little longer than expected, because you
were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those
nights of nuzzling you in bed and listening to your confidences and
secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more

We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for
ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs"
you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come
home at the end of the day.

Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career,
and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you
patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments,
never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your
homecomings, and when you fell in love.

She, now your wife, is not a "dog person"-still I welcomed her into
our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy
because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I
shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they
smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried
that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to
another room, or to a dog crate.

Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love." As
they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and
pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes,
investigated my ears, and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved
everything about them and their touch-because your touch was now so
infrequent-and I would've defended them with my life if need be. I
would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret
dreams, and together we waited for the sound of your car in the

There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that
you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories
about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed
the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and
you resented every expenditure on my behalf. Now, you have a new
career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving
to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right
decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your
only family.

I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal
shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You
filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home
for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand
the realities facing a middle-aged dog, even one with "papers." You
had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he
screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I
worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about
friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about
respect for all life.

You gave me a good-bye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and
politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a
deadline to meet and now I have one, too. After you left, the two
nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months
ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook
their heads and asked "How could you?"

They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy
schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite
days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the
front, hoping it was you that you had changed your mind-that this
was all a bad dream... or I hoped it would at least be someone who
cared, anyone who might save me.

When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for
attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated
to a far corner and waited. I heard her footsteps as she came for me
at the end of the day, and I padded along the aisle after her to a
separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table
and rubbed my ears, and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in
anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of
relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days.

As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which
she bears weighs heavily on her, and I know that, the same way I
knew your every mood. She gently placed a tourniquet around my
foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same
way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the
hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool
liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into
her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"

Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry."
She hugged me, and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I
went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or
abandoned, or have to fend for myself - a place of love and light so
very different from this earthly place.

And with my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a
thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not directed at her.
It was directed at you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of you. I
will think of you and wait for you forever. May everyone in your
life continue to show you so much loyalty.
post #2 of 19
Aww I picked up a copy of this at the dog pound last time I was there. Practically makes me cry.
post #3 of 19
I've read that many times before, but it still brings tears to my eyes every time. It is so sad that this very scenario happens millions of times every years
post #4 of 19
OMG! That has brought me to tears! I don't understand how people could do that. My girls are my family and no move could make me give them up!
post #5 of 19
It's so sad.
post #6 of 19
I have never read that before and I don't think I will ever be able to read it again.

I agree it should be required reading! They should have to read it when they abandoned their pets.
post #7 of 19
^ Same here. I've seen it before and I can't read it again. It's so true, and every pet owner should read it and understand it.
post #8 of 19
I've read it before, and knew I shouldn't read it again... Hopefully I can get rid of the "I've just been crying" look before anyone comes into my cube...
post #9 of 19
I'm at work - I shouldn't have read this here.
post #10 of 19
It brought tears to my eyes. I think people should read it BEFORE they ever bring a pet into their lives. Maybe it would convince a few people that they shouldn't have animals, unless they are prepared to love and care for them until the end. When you take an animal into your life, they become family, as much as any human child is family. A person wouldn't even consider abandoning their children, if they were about to move into a "no children" building, they would look for a building that allowed children. It should be the same with pets as well.
post #11 of 19
I cried ..... I so wish all would have to read that ... I cried for hours when i had to turn Pasty leah back to the shelter I had adopted her from.... I didnt do it cause of moving ....And she had a happy ending a farm for her to roam...
post #12 of 19
That makes me tear up every time I read it. I can't imagine a human being not being affected emotionally by that..I just think of Trout thinking those things and it breaks my heart..I would NEVER let her go. I would go into debt and get a second job to keep her healthy, and I would NEVER move anywhere where I couldn't have her.
post #13 of 19
Something similar for cats is here:


Click on the "I AM MOM" tab.

I cry every time I see it
post #14 of 19
i wish i knew it had a sad ending before i read it. . . .. . . now i'm all depressed.
post #15 of 19
So sad- both of them brought tears to my eyes ( I read the one for cats also). I don't understand how people can do that to an animal they've had in their home.
post #16 of 19
i can never understand people that leave there animals behind.
I spent a ton of money moving 3 pets to hong kong with me.

I had to give up a cat during my college days, but i had no place to live then and was sleeping in my car and taking showers in the school gym. The familiy i gave her to was a older couple who wanted a pet.So i am sure she had a good life there. But you know, All these years later, i still feel alot of gulit over it. and i hope she understood that i had to. I dont think she would have been happy living in the VW rabbit. At least the last memory of her was sitting in the women lap and head butting her. To me i feel like i failed.
post #17 of 19
Thats so sad - just looking at Harley & Davdison laying here with me, I couldn't imagine leaving them behind, for any reason
post #18 of 19
i skimmed it and got the gist - i didnt read the whole thing, cos it would have made me cry. i could never give up Wonton...people make me sick the way they just dump their pets at a shelter when they're no longer convenient. how can they DO that? how can they look into their animal's trusting eyes, and abandon them to an unknown fate? sure maybe they'll get a good family..but maybe they won't. maybe they'll get a jerk who treats them bad. or maybe they won't get adopted at all, they'll get euthanized. how can they just leave their animal not knowing what's going to happen to it? i'll never understand it. people make me sick sometimes.
post #19 of 19
I am reading this a Bakker is trying to lay on my left hand. I don' tknow how anyone could ever do this to their pets.
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