Pearl (Fato)

Mark Barone+ Pearl

I really did my best to please
And live up to the name of “Pearl.”
I would have given anything
To hear them say, just once, “Good Girl!”

But no matter what I did, they’d scold
And beat my body black and blue
Then tie me up, out in the cold
Bruised and scared, I took my cue

I slipped the leash and leapt the fence
My heart was pounding like a drum
Scared and lonely, no defence
Fear of what life would become

I fed from bins, slept under cars
No shelter from the wind or rain
I hung around outside the bars
In hope some sanctuary I’d gain

But then the man came from the pound
And caught me with his metal trap
It felt so tight around my neck
As I lay choking on the strap

He threw me in an iron crate
And left me there, so wet, so cold
The gas chamber is now my fate
My vision fades, my future told.

 

Author Notes

Painting, by Mark Barone,  is part of the ‘Act of Dog’, Campaign

Last Thoughts…

Act of Dog - Packet Mural Death Row #

How did this horror happen?
What am I doing here?
Who can I trust, who’ll come for me
To save me from this fear?

I wait and wait, with love and hope
That things will soon amend
Before the man who smells of dread
Comes calling for my end

He’ll come with blood upon his hands
And cruelty on his breath
His clothes will stink of chemicals
With him I’ll meet my death.

Oh please come someone, get me out
I promise, I did no wrong.
I am a good boy, you will see
But please, don’t be too long?

I see him in the corridor
The loop is in his hand
His eyes are focussing on me
I hear his harsh command

I know this means my time is up
You’ll not reach me in time
But could you take the dog next door?
Because he’s the next in line.

© Ruan Mills Burke. All rights reserved

Author Notes

Painting, by Mark Barone,  is part of the ‘Act of Dog’, Campaign

Ashamed and Disgusted

How thoroughly ashamed am I, to admit to being a human!

I just read a story of a dog that was left behind when the family moved on. This loyal and loving creature had waited for three long years for them to come home. She was eventually discovered nearby, in an old derelict barn, of which the roof had long since caved in, surrounded by a litter of dead puppies, and in a dreadful state. She was painfully thin and terribly ill, and extremely frightened. What Hell she must have suffered!

Sadly, although someone has finally been kind enough to help, and she has been brought to a place of love and safety, the years of neglect have already taken their toll. She is now being treated for heartworm but it is too late to save her. She only has a few months to live.

The thing about this story is that it’s not a rare occurrence.

These animals are kind and forgiving, bear no grudge (unless brutally forced to) and will love and protect humans, and most other creatures, as one of their own.

I read other stories of dogs who have saved lives – Have made a human’s life better… in some cases even made it possible – Dogs that have protected humans and brought happiness where there was none. All of this proves that dogs have a right to be loved, respected and protected in return.

Even so, more and more of them are being abandoned and left to suffer horrifically …or are mistreated and abused, tortured, starved and beaten …and yet they are inherently our most loyal family members. Why do we put our most faithful friends through so much heartache? It’s no way to repay them for all of the unfailing love and support they give us.

…and before you say it, I know that this kind of thing happens to other animals too – For goodness sake, we even treat each other that way. What kind of an ugly species are we?

…and I know that they are treated much worse across the globe – but that does not make it right

…and I know that there are horror stories about a dog’s retaliation – but that is just my point. It is ‘Retaliation’. Such animals have been taught, either by design or by abuse, that they must defend themselves (or that which they are protecting). In either case it’s not their fault.  We have to ask ourselves, “What did we do to make an, intrinsically generous animal, who only wants to be loved and belong, retaliate so?”

Yes, I am truly disgusted that those foul beings who do such heinous things to cause so much pain and sorrow, are the same species as me!

 

Comments from another source:

Tears ran from my eyes as I read this. I recently adopted a dog off death row. she has been a wonderful addition to my house and I want to encourage others to enrich their lives with one of these castaways.

I’m glad there’s people like you, that do care. 

A sad read – sadly timely and necessary.

I hadn’t heard of heart worm until I came here and my cousin’s dog, still a pup at only a year and a half old, died from it. Apparently, some selfish people often just let their dogs die and don’t treat heart worm at all. 

I Trusted You!

393 Sasha 3-9-2011

When I was just a tiny pup, you took me to your home

You gave me love and brought me up as though one of your own

We spent our days together. Never once would we be bored

We had such fun; and always, it was you that I adored

The years went by and so I truly felt that I belonged

But suddenly you turned on me and yelled that you’ve been wronged

You beat me and mistreated me, but this was just the start

You abused my tiny body and you broke my gentle heart

Then there came the horrid day you left me at the pound

My nose was pressed ‘gainst metal grid whilst you were homeward bound

I never moved a muscle, my eye locked upon that gate

Right up until the moment when I had to meet my fate

It was then I learned with sorrow that my future’d, by me, passed

As I choked within the chamber, in which I was cruelly gassed.

© Ruan Mills Burke. All rights reserved

Author Notes

Painting, by Mark Barone,  is part of the ‘Act of Dog’ Campaign