CrestFertChi
06-15-05, 06:42 PM 06-15-05
Words from A Puppy Mill Dog
Some humans in this world have decided
With the worst selfishness and greed,
That my fate shall forever be in a cage,
And to pay my keep, I must breed.
I will never be a pet, only a breeding machine
“Please release me of this prison”, I bark in vain
But the miller does not care of our sadness
Or that we live out each day in great pain.
For you see as the miller’s property
I never get to play or even be pet
And when I get injured or sick
The miller doesn’t bring me to a vet
Once again the miller comes to collect my pups
Still so tiny, and sickly with eyes and nose runny
I bark “It’s too early. They still need my milk!”
But he ignores me for younger pups bring more money
My feet are always bleeding, cut by the wire floor
And my legs are crippled from never being let to run
In the winter I shiver; left out in the snow and rain
In the summer the hot rays beat down from the sun
I am missing many teeth, the rest cracked and broken.
All my fur is falling out in clumps from a terrible rash.
And the world is always dark for infection has left me blind.
But the miller does not care for I can still bring in cash.
As time goes by I feel my body is growing weaker each day.
Ragged and worn, I look like I’m twelve though I’m only five.
My uterus has become swollen and infected from too many litters
And to breed lots of puppies is the only reason I’m kept alive
I can no longer make a product for him to sell.
So I am now a burden and waste of money to feed
I await my fate in silence. I’ve seen it all before.
Now he is yanking me by the rope he uses as a lead
He drags me, my legs useless, deep into the woods to the spot
As if I could get away, I am tied to a tree with an old rusty chain.
I hear him put in the bullets. Then he raises the gun.
And so in death I am finally freed of my cage and my pain.
There are many mill dogs out there with lives as sad as mine
Please help stop the puppy mill business. You have an option.
Don’t support mills by buying puppies from pet shops or bad breeders
Instead, go to a local shelter or breed rescue and apply for adoption.
This poem is dedicated to all the dogs languishing in puppy mills.
Some humans in this world have decided
With the worst selfishness and greed,
That my fate shall forever be in a cage,
And to pay my keep, I must breed.
I will never be a pet, only a breeding machine
“Please release me of this prison”, I bark in vain
But the miller does not care of our sadness
Or that we live out each day in great pain.
For you see as the miller’s property
I never get to play or even be pet
And when I get injured or sick
The miller doesn’t bring me to a vet
Once again the miller comes to collect my pups
Still so tiny, and sickly with eyes and nose runny
I bark “It’s too early. They still need my milk!”
But he ignores me for younger pups bring more money
My feet are always bleeding, cut by the wire floor
And my legs are crippled from never being let to run
In the winter I shiver; left out in the snow and rain
In the summer the hot rays beat down from the sun
I am missing many teeth, the rest cracked and broken.
All my fur is falling out in clumps from a terrible rash.
And the world is always dark for infection has left me blind.
But the miller does not care for I can still bring in cash.
As time goes by I feel my body is growing weaker each day.
Ragged and worn, I look like I’m twelve though I’m only five.
My uterus has become swollen and infected from too many litters
And to breed lots of puppies is the only reason I’m kept alive
I can no longer make a product for him to sell.
So I am now a burden and waste of money to feed
I await my fate in silence. I’ve seen it all before.
Now he is yanking me by the rope he uses as a lead
He drags me, my legs useless, deep into the woods to the spot
As if I could get away, I am tied to a tree with an old rusty chain.
I hear him put in the bullets. Then he raises the gun.
And so in death I am finally freed of my cage and my pain.
There are many mill dogs out there with lives as sad as mine
Please help stop the puppy mill business. You have an option.
Don’t support mills by buying puppies from pet shops or bad breeders
Instead, go to a local shelter or breed rescue and apply for adoption.
This poem is dedicated to all the dogs languishing in puppy mills.