Well not so much of a poem, more of a sad story about the life of a puppy mill pup.

WARNING..VERY UPSETTING.

I don't remember much of the place where I was born. It was cramped and dark, and we were never played with by the Humans. I remember Mom and her soft fur, but she was often sick, and very thin. She had hardly any milk for me and my brothers and sisters. I remember many of them dying, and I missed them so.

I remember the day I was taken from Mom. I was so sad and scared, my milk teeth had only just come in, and I really should have been with Mom still, but she was so sick, and the Humans kept saying that they wanted their money and were sick of the "mess" that me and my sister made.

So we were crated up and taken to a strange place. Just the two of us. We huddled together and were scared, still no Human hands came to pet or love us. So many sights and sounds and smells! We are in a store where there are many different animals! Some that squawk! Some that meow! Some that peep! My sister and I are jammed into a small cage. I hear other puppies here. I see Humans look at me through the glass. I like the "little humans", the kids. They look so sweet, and fun, like they would play with me! All day we stay in the small cage, sometimes mean people will hit the glass and frighten us, every once in a while we are taken out to be held or shown to humans. Some are gentle, some hurt us, we always hear "Aw they are so cute! I want one!" but we never get to go with any of them.

My sister died last night, when the store was dark. I lay my head on her soft fur and felt the life leave her small thin body. I had heard them say she was sick, and that I should be sold at a "discount price" so that I would quickly leave the store. I think my soft whine was the only one that mourned for her as her body was taken out of the cage in the morning and dumped.

Today, a family came and bought me! Oh happy day! They are a nice family, they really, really wanted me! They had bought a dish and food and the little girl held me so tenderly in her arms. I love her so much! The mom and dad say what a sweet and good puppy I am! I am named Angel. I love to lick my new Humans! The family takes such good care of me, they are loving and tender and sweet. They gently teach me right and wrong, give me good food, and lots of love! I want only to please these wonderful people! I love the little girl and I enjoy running and playing with her.

Today I went to the veterinarian. It was a strange place and I was frightened. I got some shots, but my best friend the little girl held me softly and said it would be okay. So I relaxed. The vet must have said sad words to my beloved family, because they looked awfully sad. I heard Severe Hip Dysplasia, and something about my heart... I heard the vet say something about back yard breeders and my parents not being tested. I know not what any of that means, just that it hurts me to see my family so sad. But they still love me, and I still love them very much!

I am six months old now. Where most other puppies are robust and rowdy, it hurts me terribly just to move. The pain never lets up. It hurts to run and play with my beloved little girl, and I find it hard to breathe. I keep trying my best to be the strong pup I know I am supposed to be, but it is so hard. It breaks my heart to see the little girl so sad, and to hear the Mom and Dad talk about it might now be "the time." Several times I have went to that veterinarians place, and the news is never good. Always talk about Congenital Problems. I just want to feel the warm sunshine and run, and play and nuzzle with my family.

Last night was the worst. Pain has been my constant companion now, it hurts even to get up and get a drink. I try to get up but can only whine in pain. I am taken in the car one last time. Everyone is so sad, and I don't know why. Have I been bad? I try to be good and loving-what have I done wrong? Oh if only this pain would be gone! If only I could soothe the tears of the little girl. I reach out my muzzle to lick her hand, but can only whine in pain.

The veterinarian’s table is so cold. I am so frightened. The Humans all hug and love me.They cry into my soft fur. I can feel their love and sadness. I manage to lick softly their hands. Even the vet doesn't seem so scary today. He is gentle and I sense some kind of relief for my pain. The little girl holds me softly and I thank her, for giving me all her love. I feel a soft pinch in my foreleg. The pain is beginning to lift, I am beginning to feel a peace descend upon me. I can now softly lick her hand.

My vision is becoming dreamlike now, and I see my Mother and my brothers and sisters, in a far off green place. They tell me there is no pain there, only peace and happiness. I tell the family goodbye in the only way I know how-a soft wag of my tail and a nuzzle of my nose. I had hoped to spend many, many moons with them, but it was not meant to be. "You see," said the veterinarian, "Pet shop puppies do not come from ethical breeders." The pain ends now, and I know it will be many years until I see my beloved family again. If only things could have been different.

this is still happening today, makes me sick to know people do this to their animals just for the money, not careing what happens to them or where they end up :-(

Unconditional Love Foundation.

i got this puppy mill story as told through the eyes of a puppy mill pup of the above link, it shows pictures and tells us what its really like for pitbulls and puppy mill dogs and other pets we have actually been talking about on other threads, it really has terrible detailed pictures of puppy mills and pit fightig ect so be warned, it is very graphic, makes you realize how many wicked horrible people are out there and why on earth they do this to poor animals and why we as people should do our bit to help stop this. every little helps as they say.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckMvj1piK58

awww how sad

....wish i never clicked that link

yes it is very upsetting and sad, but it is reality and happening all over

ill put a upsetting warning on the top of my post.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckMvj1piK58

so sad, such horrible things go on how can people do this to animals and they call this a civilised society.

I think they should punish people who do this to animals as if the offender has did this to a person, At the end of the day animals have feelings and dont ask for this treatment just the same as people dont ask to be hurt, But the only difference is animals can't speak up for themselfs like us humans can, Thats where the law should properly punish the people that do this to animals so it will make them think twice about ever doing it ever again.
They moan that this cruelty is still happening, but as i said, if the offender/s was given a serious sentence/punishment then i think animal cruelty would maybe decrease in the number of animals ill treated, Its still as bad because all these wicked evil people are getting for punishment is a pathetic fine or probation which is really nothing, give them hard time in jail away from freinds family and freedom then i bet ya animal cruelty wouldnt be half as bad as it is today.

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http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ckMvj1piK58