doggy abuse in my own home
My parents bought our Cocker Spaniel when I was six, and our Weimaraner when I was eight. Our Doberman died when I was seven. He was our favorite dog, the perfect dog, but he died of heart failure while we had a dog sitter babysitting him while we were in Florida. I don't think I'll ever forget being so happy to see him, and hugging him... then him coughing up blood with my arms around his neck...
Since Max died, Emmie (the spaniel) and Missy (the weimaraner) have been neglected. Emmie used to get frequent grooming, never missed an appointment. Missy used to be loved. Now, both the dogs spend all their time in their crates, except twice a day to eat, drink, and go outside. Being so young, I never saw a problem with it, and being raised with it, I never questioned it... until recently.
Here I am, seventeen years old with medicated shampoo on my hands and soap suds still in my hair. Why? I was washing both the dogs, for the first time in months. After extensive hours watching Animal Cops and researching animal abuse, I've finally come to the conclusion that our dogs aren't in the greatest of shape. No, they're not underweight or excessivly matted, I groom Emmie myself now with my horse's whisker clippers. Emmie's eleven now, Missy's eight.
Emmie's got tiny little tumors all over her, Missy lost all her fur due to lymphatic problems. Our vet refuses to see her because we owe a $100 payment on our $800 surgery for our cat. My parents don't want to pay for either, and I've decided I want to change the conditions of our dogs and end the cycle of neglect before it's too late.
Now, all that stands in my way is employment and a steady income... and my parents. This is why I'm asking for help... I need help convincing my parents the dogs would be better off uncrated all day, only at night if extremely necessary. The part that I can't exactly piece together is our cats are adored and loved, in perfect condition and ready to spend any amount of money on them to keep them so. Our dogs are shoved out of the way, and when I asked why we keep them if we don't care about them, my parents answered they didn't want to get rid of them, either. I'm stuck between a hard place and a rock. I know if I get employed and I can meet the vet bills, things will look up for their health, but what about the crating?
Another problem is, Emmie, the cocker spaniel, is deaf. Since she has tumors on top of that, will they simply put her down, or would they treat her? And would I, as a seventeen year old on minimum payment, be able to meet the bills for the surgery to remove those tumors? The tumors are no bigger than my pinky fingernail, I noticed them when I gave her a full-body clip.
I know this is long, and that you'll all agree my family and I are horrible people, but I really want to make a difference here and now. I really want to help my dogs, because even if my parents and brothers don't love them or care what's going on, I do.
A good rider can hear his horse speak to him, a great rider can hear his horse whisper, but a bad rider won't hear his horse even if it screams at him.