My first dog was named
Cinnamon. She was my BFF from the time I was four years old.
Cinnamon would lay on
the edge of the yard waiting for me to return from school every day. I always
enjoyed getting out of school and rushing home to romp around the yard with my
dog.
Just a boy and his
dog, enjoying life and being together.
One day as I came home I could see the front yard was empty - no Cinnamon. I walked into the house expecting to be greeted by Cinnamon who was most likely napping but no Cinnamon.
One day as I came home I could see the front yard was empty - no Cinnamon. I walked into the house expecting to be greeted by Cinnamon who was most likely napping but no Cinnamon.
Where was my Cinnamon?
The news was broken to
me - someone purposely drove 50 feet off the road and ran over Cinnamon who had
been sleeping on the edge of our front yard waiting for me to return from
school.
Why would someone purposely kill Cinnamon?
Why would someone purposely kill Cinnamon?
What sort of person would deprive me of my dog?
Over the years I have
come to believe that the individual(s) involved in killing Cinnamon had a heart
full of hate, living a meaningless life void of honesty and integrity. I can
only hope that over time the individual(s) have changed, for me and for
Cinnamon any change came too late – this person's hate deprived a boy of his
dog.
Several years ago I
was driving home from work. What I was about to hear had such an impact on me I
still remember exactly where I was - Grand Avenue and 19th. Rumors had spread
that Tucson Greyhound Park might shut down. I was on the phone with a person in
a nearby state that had high connections with an “advocacy”
organization. When I mentioned that the adoption groups may not be able to
get all the dogs, this person just blurted out, “Won’t that be fabulous!!"
“What?” I replied in
total shock. "Dogs could die if the adoption groups cannot handle a huge
influx of adoptable greyhounds"
And her cold, hard
comeback was “But won’t that be fabulous – no more racing”.
I replied “That is
sick, dogs will die and you are happy to have dogs die to end racing?"
In my 18 years
involved with greyhounds, I have come to the conclusion that some individuals
hide behind the banners of “advocacy and protection” while their hearts are
void of honesty and integrity. Their lives are consumed by their hatred of
greyhound racing and will stoop to any level to end it...even if it puts the
greyhounds they claim to "protect" and "speak for" at risk.
Care to join me as we
do what we can to protect the greyhounds from those with hearts void of honesty
and integrity and help protect the greyhounds from individuals who have hearts
so full of hate that they will do anything to deprive a future boy (or girl) of
his future dog?
I would love to join you in this fight. The attitude that exists within such (advocacy) groups is that the ends justifies the means. There is no integrity or intellectual honesty in such behavior, only hypocrisy, IMHO.
ReplyDelete"Advocacy" is as much a misnomer as any other self-descriptive term they use. There is no honesty in them, not in their words, not in their hearts. The only thing they "advocate" for is more money in their own pocket.
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