Grandma Arial of Borg Duke
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Post: #3 Posted: Sat Nov 28, 2009 6:36 am Post subject: |
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When we first moved here in our home we went to the local SPCA to look for a dog. I can’t describe how shocking it was to walk in… it was filthy! It stank… like rotted meat and feces. Many of the animals were obviously sick, and not isolated from the rest. The staff was unpleasant, and the really strange thing… they wouldn’t let us adopt any of he dogs we found attractive. The chow chow I liked I understood, he had just been picked up that day on a neglect warrant, but the shar-pei/chow puppies they made us wait two hours then told us they had already been signed over to a rescue “farm”, apparently the papers were being signed while we waited (these puppies were recovered from a pet shop two weeks later, after being reported as stolen from the “farm” when someone else reported they could not locate them where they were supposed to be) and the German Shepard who was begging us to take him home, who cheerfully obeyed every command I gave him while in his cage… they told us had failed his disposition test and was going to be sent for training. The two dogs they would let us adopt were both black labs, one snapped at me through the cage wires, the other appeared to be in a state of panic, clinging to the back of the cage, crying, shaking (not a good animal to have around young grand children). We tried to report the conditions but the SPCA over sees animal welfare… and they weren’t interested in hearing a complaint against themselves. A few days later we found our beloved Brutus at the SPCA at a neighboring county, so it wasn’t a loss for us… but I couldn’t shake the feeling of hopelessness when we left there.
Although there was never any arrests that I know of it was only a week later that there was an announcement in our local paper, the SPCA was being shut down for “renovations”, all the animals were being sent to other organizations. Over the next year renovations was changed to new facility, property bought, and a new building built… with new staff. It is now a showcase, immaculately clean, and even the isolation rooms can be viewed by the public though huge plate glass windows.
Because of this experience I have to say I need more information before making up my mind about this case… but I have to say my suspicions are up. Three lines stand out to me as red flags. “Some (staff) may be happy with the raid and others angry, he said” could indicate that the complaint came from an internal source. “some” indicate more than a single disgruntled employee.
“… to give a walk-through of the cages where animals were allegedly left to die.” This needs to be validated, if true it means the animals were terminal… and I would have to ask what the logic was behind it. Three years ago we lost our Brutus to bone cancer, and I am ashamed to say we waited to long to have him euthanized, he spent the last year of his life in a great deal of pain, but the thought of loosing him kept us from making that choice. Love is often selfish, but… he was here with people who loved him, had constant one on one attention… the last words he heard was us telling him we love him… not locked alone in a cage…
“Strooband said they are looking for evidence of animals hidden during the earlier raid.” Again, this needs to be validated, but if true… the question is why would they do that? I would like to know what evidence they have that makes them think this is a possibility.
In short… I am not willing to simply accept McConachie’s contention that the whole thing is political. The old saying “everyone in prison is innocent, has been framed, just ask them” comes to mind. |
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