mystictryst
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I'm not even sure I should respond to this, because quite frankly, I spent a great deal of time crying after the hurricane because I was worried about people and especially, the animals. I lamented to my Master that I would die before leaving my kids behind in any situation. Master tried to comfort me by telling me that we were lucky - we would have enough money to get out of "dodge" before any disaster struck. And I argued with him - he wasn't seeing the point. I heard that nearly 30% of all New Orleans residents live below the poverty level (37 million Americans across all the United States). Most couldn't afford the tank of gas, even if they had the car. "What if we were poor?" I'd ask. I decided I'd die with the kids and not leave town. You see, I probably cannot sway anyone to see it from a different point of view. Minds have been made up. Animals are property, chattle - not worthy of a second thought, and that is your right. Think what ever you like. But as judgements are passed on a defenseless animal (fyi - not all dogs are swimmers, so many would drown), think of this. Children, animals, spouses - these are all decisions we make. I decided to be with my partner. We decided to adopt our kids. We decided to be financially responsible for them. Vet bills, food, shelter, everything. But every month, hundreds of dollars are taken from my cheque to support all the human children. I don't really mind paying my part for little Joey's schooling or health care, as hopefully, little Joey will become a productive member of society... But what if I refused? I don't have human kids, why should I support everyone elses? It was Mr. & Mrs. X decision to have children - why I should I pay one red cent because of their choice? That aside, I think that part of the problem with society is this ease with which life (regardless of species) is tossed aside. If any posters who have children (human), imagine that relationship with them. The devotion, the undying love, the defient protection, the joy and happiness, the overwhelming sense of responsibility. All those feelings are the exact same feeling I feel for my "furry" kids. I wouldn't let anything ever hurt them and I would die, hands down, for them. They are my world. Absolutely. Think of your children, imagine their deaths, that feeling? I get it to when I think of my "furry" kids dying. Just an aside.. Most dogs have the intellect and emotional maturity level of a 2 year old human child. A cat is around 14 months. Would anyone ever walk away from a two year old? Expect a 14 month old to fend for themselves?
< Message edited by mystictryst -- 10/12/2005 4:15:12 PM >
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