Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Pepie's dead

Pepie's dead.
I first met her in March of 2005 while walking my dog. I saw this sort of "rabbit hutch" off the ground and didn't quite understand what I was looking at so I went up to take a closer look and there was a dog inside. Pepie. What the hell? I went up to talk to her and she was friendly and quit barking after a few seconds. She looked so sad. So lonely.

The rest is a series of frustrations, tears, and setbacks because try as I might, I couldn't convince the owner or the authorities to get her out of there. It was legal, they said. He was a nice man, they said. They, the good 'ole boys.

Much has been written about her on the internet. Many knew of her plight but were as useless as I in making a difference in her pitiful life. We all tried, we all loved her and now we all feel sad and angry and confused.
Did she ever know love, kindness, comfort? Did she know so many cared? Did it even matter? She will haunt me the rest of my life because she had no life, she just waited to die.


jesusluvsdogs said...

When I first read about Pepie a few years ago, I was consumed with sadness for her, and anger at her captor. It never ceases to amaze me how human beings can justify the torture of a living creature. Actually, people who chain, pen, or otherwise isolate their animals don't even have to defend their's legal. Pathetically, most individuals in law enforcement who could help educate these people and put pressure on them to change, DON'T. How do they sleep at night?

Pepie, you sweet, innocent, angel. I am sorry we could not help you and that you endured years of misery. I am so happy you are finally at home with God, frolicking and basking in the love you deserve.

Patty said...

sadly this is all too common...there is a small bit of hope, the Animal Rights movement is getting bigger and louder. We just need to keep fighting. God Bless you.