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"Humane Society Special"

  "Hi. My name is Boo-Boo and I was rescued after being hit by a car. I am a product of why you SHOULD Neuter and Spay your pets.
  After I was born I struck out on my own, I did the usual dog things, raided garbage cans, chased cats, left deposits on lawns. Until one day when I was hit by a car. Oh did that hurt. Not having a owner to help me I crawled off. The person that had hit me called the Humane Society and they came out to pick me up. Man was I scared. I was taken to the shelter and I could hear them saying something about going to sleep. Now I was not tired, I was just hurting and scared. Tom, the guy that picked me up said "No way" and the next thing I knew I was whisked away to the Dog Doctors Office.
  Now this Dog Doctor had no bedside manner at all. He pushed and probed, took pictures of my leg. Looked down my throat, checked my gums. Hey Doc I barked, its my leg that hurts, your at the wrong end. Anyway to make a long story short. He put my leg in a cast, gave me some shots with a long needle, shot some awful tasting stuff down my throat. And Tom took me to his home. I have been there ever since. My message to you is simple, Please Spay and Neuter your Pets. Also, if you want to get a GOOD dog or cat, visit your local Humane Society. Keep the pet population down. Hey I wonder why I was called Boo-Boo??

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For several years I worked for a Humane Society as a Cruelty Investigator. It was very interesting, but at times, depressing work. But that is another story in itself. While working there I ran across this article and I would like to share with you. It has nothing to do with Wildlife but may be interesting to you.

  It is about the late Senator George G Vest of Missouri. In a court action to recover damages for the wanton killing of a neighbor's dog he made a speech to the jury. The suit was for $200 damages but following this appeal, the jury, after two minutes deliberation, found for the plaintiff and assessed the damages at $500, after asking the Judge if defendant could not be punished by imprisonment or be more severely dealt with.

By Senator Vest

Gentlemen of the jury:

The best friend a man has in this world may turn on him and become his enemy. His son and daughter that he has reared with loving care may become ungrateful.  Those who are nearest and dearest to us, those whom we trust with our happiness and our good name, may become traitors to their faith.  The money that a man has he may lose.  It flies away from him when he may need it most. Man's reputation may be sacrificed in a moment of ill considered action.  The people who are prone to fall on their knees and do us honor when success is with us may be the first to throw the stone of malice when failure settles its cloud upon out heads. The absolutely unselfish friend a man may have in this selfish world, the one that never deserts him, the one that never proves ungrateful or treacherous, is his dog.

      A mans dog stands by him in prosperity and poverty, in health and in sickness. He will sleep on the cold ground, when the wintry winds blow and the snow drives fiercely, if only may be near his master's side. He will kiss the hand that has no food to offer, he will lick the wounds and sores that come in encounter with the roughness of the world. He guards the sleep of his pauper master as if he were a prince.

     When all other friends desert, he remains. When riches takes wings and reputation falls to pieces he is as constant in his love as the sun in its journey through the heavens. If fortune drives the master forth an outcast into the world, friendless and homeless, the faithful dog asks no higher privilege than that of accompanying him, to guard against danger, to fight against his enemies, and when the last scene of all comes, and death takes master in its embrace and his body is laid away in the cold ground, no matter if all other friends pursue their way, there by his graveside will the noble dog be found, his head between his paws and his eyes sad, but open in alert watchfulness, faithful and true even to death.

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Another Humane Society Special.


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