08/12/2026
Good readā¦I saw this shared by Underdog Adventures and thought it was a great read!
Not only do dogs in homes suffer whatās even worse is the dogs living on the streets that were once owned and now weāre either dumped or just simply not cared for.
If only every dog and cat and animal was treated fairly. I understand we all have different opinions of what treating an animal properly is but in my opinion if they arenāt family then why have them? Simple just donāt get a pet or animal.
Some dogs on your street donāt live much of a life.
They simply exist.
They live in the yard.
Sleep there.
Wake up there.
Tomorrow and the next day, theyāll do it all over again.
They watch the world through a gap in the fence.
Bark at the kids going past before school.
Dig another hole.
Wait at the door hoping today might be the day they get to come inside.
But theyāre ātoo muchā.
Too excitable.
Too jumpy.
Too noisy.
Funny thing is, when they were a puppy there were big plans.
Going to the beach.
Running in the park with the kids.
All those things everyone imagined.
Together.
That was the plan.
To be part of the family.
Thatās what everyone said they wanted.
Somewhere along the way it got āa bit muchā.
Training? Thought about it. Tried it for a week. Clearly āthis dog canāt be trainedā.
So back outside they go.
Imagine what itās like for this dog.
Watching through the glass while everyone else is in the warmth. Hearing the talking, the laughing, the everyday noise of a family living their lives while theyāre excluded.
Their life happens on the other side of those doors.
Then finally, as the sun goes down, the door opens.
Dinner.
Theyāve been waiting for so much more than that though.
For someone to come out.
For somewhere to go. Something to do.
For a little bit of that family time that they were meant to be part of.
It was different once.
That squidgy puppy became a priority.
Then the puppy inside became the difficult adolescent.
The difficult adolescent became the dog who lived outside.
And outside simply became where they lived.
And when they finally do get to do something?
No.
Donāt pull.
Donāt sniff that.
Donāt jump.
Donāt bark.
But what did we expect?
When walks are rare.
When outings are a huge event because "they're a lot to deal with".
When almost everything beyond that fence is exciting because they experience so little of it.
A yard day in and day out isnāt a life.
It might be safe. There might be shelter, water and food every day.
But survival and a fulfilling life are not the same thing.
A dog shouldnāt spend their whole life watching ours happen through a window.
Waiting and waiting for their turn to actually live.
