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A little pitbull…
I saw killed…
In a dog fight…
But when she died..
They didnt seem to care
“YOU WORTHLESS DOG!!!”
And called her bad words…
I watched my mommy die.
I was held back.
I couldnt fight them.
I couldnt do my insticts.
I was scared.
They kicked my mommy.
And punched her in the
then they came to me…
Some one save me!
But no one did….
People stared at me.
Then they took me and my littermates.
The slammed us in a box,
and cuddled together.
I just wanted to be shot…
Just to be shot peacfully.
Not to be abused.
Like my mommy.
Before she fought…
She was hurt and cut by them…
I didn’t want to watch…
but they made me.
Flash backs flashed threw my mind like lightning.
The box was thrown on the ground.
With all us in it.
My sister broke her paw.
A rock came threw and poked a hole in my stomach.
My blood spilled on my litter mates..
“im sorry..” I said to my sisters and brothers.
They took my sister out first.
They threw her on bricks.
Again they made me watch.
I pleeded for this to stop.
But did they?
It just got worse….
They cut my sister…
She was still alive.
She was waiting to die.
They found a water fall.
And threw her off a bridge.
I heard her cries.
I heard the splash.
Next was me…
“Oh why” I shouted.
And they cut me.
Broke my leg.
Cut off my ear.
They got me the worst.
I wanted my littermates to not watch..
But they were forced.
They grabbed me by the tail..
Oh god please…
And threw me on a metal bar.
I was 99% dead.
Then they threw me…
…Out to the water fall.
As my vision fainted.
I saw my sister.
Bloody, and in the water.
And hugged her.
While we both…
Stop this animal abuse.
once and for all….
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one who says this to me
I was your best friend as a
kitten. You threw hairbands and I brought them back to you. You
would happily pet me and call me your baby girl and princess. I
loved you and kept you safe from the bad dreams that you had when
you were little. As you got older, you brought more boys into the
home. I saw you light some weed and crack every now and then, but
loved you all the same. I slept by your side at night, but when a
boy was in the home, you would kick me and throw me into the
closet. I waited until the boy left and you let me out. As time
progressed, you stopped feeding me and giving me water. You only
fed me when you bred me and sold my beloved kits. When I was old
and delivered a bad litter, you threw me and my kits outside to
live in the cold and darkness. My kits were blind, one deaf, and my
third was born dead. I thought you cared, but I was wrong. When
winter struck, my kittens died and I lived in a trash can until the
humane society found me. I was given food and shelter, but no
attention that an old she-cat needed. People would look at me
through my cage, they would smile and wave, but no-one ever took me
home. I was too old for anyone's likings. One cold winter day, a
man with tears in his eyes took me out of my cage and into a light
filled room. He told me I was going to a better and pain free
place. I purred and licked his hand weakly as he placed the
antiseptic needle in my veins. As I closed my eyes, I thought of
you, my hurtful owner, that I loved and cared for when you were
young. It was I who made you laugh when you were about to cry. It
was I, the old female cat, that put up with you as you grew older,
and this was the thanks I got. I closed my eyes and entered a pain
free place, as the lovely man promised me. Copy this story onto
your page if you hate animal abuse and if it brought tears to your
eyes as it did mine. (from Radionuclide)