10/06/2025
This morning I was called cruel (again). I often get hammered. So this morning wasn’t a shocker at all.
I was called cruel for saying an 8 year old home living dog, who had one owner and who knew love and connection from this owner, cannot waste away in the system for the last years of his life. Someone who definitely does way less for all the animals of this world, called me cruel, because I said allowing that poor dog (and the many others like him) to sit in the system for years, is not rescue. It’s abuse. I have been called much worse than this. I have faced far worse abuse from people who have raging emotions, yet they won’t put their effort, comforts and finances where their emotions and mouths are. They won’t take on the responsibility and massive load of housing the +/- 50 dogs a week, +/- 200 dogs a months, +/- 2400 dogs a year on their properties. They will never risk their other dogs, with a dog who is not animal friendly towards any animals. Yet, they call you cruel, heartless, a money hungry evil b***h, etc. etc.
For every 40-50 dogs, we need to work ourselves to near death and pray for miracles to send around R50 000 our way. Finding homes for animal intolerant dogs is near impossible. Finding homes for senior dogs, is like trying to birth a watermelon through a pore on your skin. Now imagine trying to find a safe home for a senior, animal aggressive dog. Those homes do not exist! But ja hey, we are cruel. We are evil, heartless, in it for the money, b***hes.
We take so much abuse, from people who do very little to nothing for animals. We take so much abuse from people who will rather let an animal suffer severely, mentally, than accept that living like that is not living. It’s torture.
I am still waiting for the addresses of all these verbal abusers who talk a lot and do very little else. They refuse to take the 50, 200, 2400 dogs that they feel so passionate about, that they verbally assault those who carry the weight in their souls, hearts, minds, bodies…. Not a single one, in all the years, took the dog(s) they apparently feel so passionate about. NOT ONE.
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𝑬𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆 𝒂 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒆 𝒊𝒔 𝒂𝒔𝒌𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒂𝒌𝒆 𝒂𝒏 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒓 𝒔𝒖𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓, 𝒘𝒆’𝒓𝒆 𝒇𝒐𝒓𝒄𝒆𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒕𝒓𝒚 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒆𝒛𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒂𝒕𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒖𝒍 𝒐𝒏𝒕𝒐 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒚, 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒍𝒐𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒅 𝒓𝒂𝒇𝒕—𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒚𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒘𝒐𝒏𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒘𝒉𝒚.
“𝑰 𝒅𝒐𝒏’𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒊𝒎𝒆.”
“𝑰’𝒎 𝒎𝒐𝒗𝒊𝒏𝒈.”
“𝑻𝒉𝒆𝒚’𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒐 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔.”
𝑾𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒘𝒆 𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒓 𝒊𝒔: “𝑯𝒆𝒓𝒆, 𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒅𝒊𝒆.”
𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍. 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒏’𝒕 𝒆𝒏𝒅𝒍𝒆𝒔𝒔. 𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒕𝒔—𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒆 𝒈𝒓𝒐𝒖𝒑𝒔, 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒇𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔—𝒇𝒓𝒂𝒏𝒕𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚 𝒕𝒓𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒘𝒆 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒔𝒐𝒄𝒊𝒆𝒕𝒚 𝒌𝒆𝒆𝒑𝒔 𝒕𝒐𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒅𝒐𝒈𝒔 𝒐𝒗𝒆𝒓𝒃𝒐𝒂𝒓𝒅.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒔𝒉𝒊𝒑? 𝑻𝒉𝒂𝒕’𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒎𝒖𝒏𝒊𝒕𝒚.
𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒈? 𝑩𝒖𝒊𝒍𝒕 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒊𝒓𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒑𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒃𝒍𝒆 𝒐𝒘𝒏𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒃𝒂𝒄𝒌𝒚𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝒃𝒓𝒆𝒆𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒒𝒖𝒊𝒄𝒌 𝒄𝒂𝒔𝒉, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒑𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒍𝒆 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒓𝒆𝒇𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒚/𝒏𝒆𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓—𝒃𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 “𝑰 𝒎𝒊𝒈𝒉𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒏𝒕 𝒐𝒏𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓” 𝒐𝒓 “𝒊𝒕 𝒘𝒂𝒔 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕.”
𝑵𝒆𝒘𝒔𝒇𝒍𝒂𝒔𝒉: “𝒂𝒄𝒄𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒏𝒕𝒂𝒍 𝒍𝒊𝒕𝒕𝒆𝒓” 𝒎𝒆𝒂𝒏𝒔 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒇𝒂𝒊𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒑𝒆𝒕—𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒊𝒕’𝒔 𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒋𝒐𝒃 𝒕𝒐 𝒇𝒊𝒙 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒓𝒐𝒃𝒍𝒆𝒎 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒆𝒅.
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒍𝒆𝒕’𝒔 𝒃𝒆 𝒄𝒍𝒆𝒂𝒓—
𝑰𝒇 𝒚𝒐𝒖’𝒓𝒆 𝒏𝒐𝒕 𝒔𝒑𝒂𝒚𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒏𝒆𝒖𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒊𝒏𝒊𝒏𝒈, 𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒏𝒅𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒃𝒚 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒍𝒊𝒇𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒉𝒐𝒎𝒆—
𝒀𝑶𝑼 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒊𝒄𝒆𝒃𝒆𝒓𝒈.
𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒉𝒊𝒍𝒆 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒔𝒕𝒂𝒚 𝒅𝒓𝒚 𝒐𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒅𝒆𝒄𝒌, 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒖𝒆𝒔, 𝒇𝒐𝒔𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔, 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒔𝒉𝒆𝒍𝒕𝒆𝒓𝒔 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒐𝒏𝒆𝒔 𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒌𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒘𝒊𝒕𝒉 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒓 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒒𝒖𝒆𝒏𝒄𝒆𝒔.
𝑪𝒐𝒑𝒊𝒆𝒅 𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝒓𝒆𝒔𝒉𝒂𝒓𝒆𝒅. 𝑩𝒆𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒖𝒕𝒉 𝒉𝒖𝒓𝒕𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒓𝒆 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒏 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒍𝒅.
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