I've been pretty inactive for a while on here. I got a new job at the county animal control, and it takes up most of my time nowadays. I'm not an officer...just someone who maintains the kennels and cares for all the animals.
I had absolutely NO idea how bad the overpopulation problem is until I started working here. It just sickens me. Why can't people just spay/neuter their animals?? How hard is that?? Problem solved! But you get these people who want to breed Fifi so they can have one of her puppies. Well, what about the other five in the litter? More than likely I will have to help hold them as they take their last breath. It sickens me. I am now at a point in my life that any hope I had in people is now gone. Had one lady surrender her dog for the reason that it didn't go with her home decor...the dog didn't match her f-ing carpet.
And pit bulls? HA. The few we are allowed to put on the adoption floor usually don't get adopted or aren't given enough time to even be looked at. My coordinator has shown me she's prejudiced against them. And people are just as ignorant. Had a lady today said she'd never have a pit bull because she has kids and she can't take that kind of chance. Well, go ahead and adopt that Dachshund...more than likely that little ankle biter will draw blood quicker than any pit bull we have for adoption. When people say stupid comments about pits, I like to tell them "Well I have three pits at home, along with three cats, and a four year old daughter. I've never had a problem because I don't allow any chance for problems to arise. Not to mention I have the three biggest goofballs on the planet."
I've only been at this place for a little over two months. I come home so physically and emotionally drained, I don't know what to do with myself. We have so many wonderful animals put down every single day, and it's no one's fault except the public. Yet, we are the ones who get called "dog murderers". I came home one day after we had an extremely large euthanasia list, and I sat down...all three of my boogers came running up to me wiggling and wagging...and I just broke down. I hugged them all. I was just so thankful that for the first time that day, I'd seen dogs that were going to be able to stay alive. No one truly knows what ACO's and shelter workers go through until they've been there, done that.
Anyhoo...I'm getting off here now. I've gotta get a shower after this hard day! LOL
Mommy to Mindy Lou and Moose
Pits are addicting!!! If I foster any more, my husband will have my head!