"Big John" — a Rottweiler who was picked up as a stray. Still in quarantine at the shelter. All he wants is for someone to pay attention to him and pet him. He knows "sit" and he gives me his paw when he doesn’t want me to go.
I found out yesterday that this dog was put down, for reasons that boiled down to fear and ignorance on the part of some of the shelter staff. He was not a bad dog, he was not a dangerous dog. He was a dog who deserved more of a chance than he got. He was young, healthy, and he had promise. He had a heart and he had a desire to be loved. His story isn’t uncommon. I don’t know what else to say, except that he deserved better, and so does every other dog who has been, and will be, in his situation.
My mind keeps going to him and trying to figure out how I can make things right, but there isn’t any way to make anything right. I won’t forget him any time soon. I want other people to remember him, to remember that education is important, that we should not turn away from animals in need because of fear, but turn to them with understanding and compassion. Remember that a dog’s breed does not automatically make him aggressive or dangerous. Remember, when you’re looking for a new dog, that there are dogs in shelters all over the world who are sweet, and kind, and only waiting for a chance. And a lot of them never get a chance.
This is making less sense as I continue typing. I don’t know what else to say.