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July 20th, 2005, 20:36
I'm the webmaster, the scrounge and the entier I.T. Department for the animal shelter I volunteer with, so I don't deal with animals there that much.

The other day however, I had the loathsome task of being the last person to hold a dog before he was taken into the next room and euthanized.

Euthanaisia is from the greek, "Eu" meaning good or peaceful and "thanasisa" means death, or so I've been told.

Someone needes to tell me what was so good about it because I surely don't know.

He was a Rotwieler mixed with what looked like Lab, so he wasn't as stout as a Rotty is but his heart was as noble as the best of both of these breeds.
He'd have made a good "truck dog" as he was the right size. When I knelt down, he had his front paws on my shoulder and his head was just a little higher than mine.
AS I had my arms behind him, rubbing his back, you could tell that this was one powerful dog, but his nature was as sweet as a puppys which he wasn't too far past being.
He seemed to know what was happining in the next room, that he was next and was begging for another chance-one I couldn't give him and his previous owners never did.

The next time I saw him, he was gone. The people who have to "do the deed" are some of the nicest people I know, but when they have to euthanize pets, they become just like machines and detach themselves so they don't lose their minds.
Who can blame them? Afterall, they are just cleaning up the problem others create.

I'm sorry that he didn't get adopted because someone lost the chance at spending their lives with this great dog and I will always be of the opinion that he would have been a loyal, loving life-long friend.

So the next time you are thinking about buying a purebred from a breeder or going to a pet store, I ask you to think about the thousands of dogs in animal shelters who only want a second chance and give them a serious look.

I don't want to have to look into the eyes of an animal who is about to lose his life for lack of an adoptive home and lie to myself that's it's all "for the best" or "he's in a better place".

You know, if someome visits my home with a dog and it poops on my carpet, I don't blame the dog, I blame the owner for not having trained him.
So too, I place the responsibility for this animals death on those who allowed him to be born by not spaying and neutering their pets and the ones who just wanted to "get rid of him" and dumped him in our laps.

This dog deserved better

By Uncle Fester, Editor ExpediterWorld