“The greatness of a nation and its moral progress can be judged by the way its animals are treated.” Mahatma Gandhi

Just a little more than five short years ago

I believed Katrina to be our worst pet tragedy

But I now know, that I was very sadly mistaken

The tragedy for pets today, is our abysmal economy

 

All one very sadly has to do today, is to open one’s eyes

America’s pets are now being left behind, all across our nation

From Los Angeles to Boston, from San Antonio to Minneapolis

America’s horrendous wholesale pet betrayal, now has no cessation

 

Five years ago, so many of us spent many days and nights, in New Orleans

Attempting to round up and rescue thousands of pets abandoned in the storm

But today, from coast to coast, in a nation which once treasured our family pets

Dumping them, and expecting them to fend for themselves, is sadly now the norm

 

And today, people like myself, who still care about animals, who are at our mercy

Now spend a lot of time, attempting to help as many as we can, in our communities

But there are far too few of us, to even make a dent, in the number of abandoned pets

We so desperately need many more compassionate souls, in every corner of our country

 

In cities and towns like Houston, we now have places called ‘Corridors of Cruelty’

Where people are now dumping dogs and cats and birds and hamsters, in the woods

In cities and towns like Detroit, where home foreclosures are continuing to skyrocket

Pets are being left behind by the thousands – pets that are extremely loving and good

 

And very sadly to me, we as a nation, will not even admit, our national pet abandonment

Many of our politicians, and many citizens, refuse to even address, today’s massive tragedy

Cities and towns across America, are also now blocking animal advocates from speaking out

Please America, Watch This Video, and Become an Advocate, For Those Who Cannot Speak

 

 

And Please Pass This Video On,

To Others in Your Own Community;

This is Happening Everywhere Now,

Please Open Your Own Eyes, and See.

 

http://detroitdogrescue.com

09.02.11

A Morning Kiss

A morning kiss, a discreet touch of his nose landing somewhere on the middle of my face.
Because his long white whiskers tickled, I began every day laughing.

Janet F Faure

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