Moving MountainsThank you Sonnet for bringing to my attention just a single day ago the sad plight of Lennox, a dog whose only crime was to look like a pitbull breed, which is banned in Northern Ireland for their provocative spirit and history of loyally protecting their owners. We humans taught that breed what it knows and it merely follows our lead.
Thank you for indirectly unleashing a torrent of hot and salty tears which I let (as a symbol of some sort) my Dachsies Sasha and Persnickity, positioned comfortably on the bed next to my corner desk, eagerly lick from each cheek and eye.
They have no clue that Lennox was "humanely put to sleep" this morning, an insane edict by 51 "wiseman" councilmen from the City of Belfast.
The tears, despite ghoulishly and temporarily affecting my 'Pro kaypad, are cleansing and enlightening.
I think as I walk my little beasts on the edge of the beach without a human in sight that you did the same with your two doggies 4,000 miles away during your morning. Our attraction to them is simple; their never-ending love and minute to minute devotion is the human-canine existence. It's a purity that simply does not exist with only humans. Not on that 51-member council.
The news and picture of that silly looking dog's face and especially the outrage had to be shared with your friends, especially the ones that share your love for dogs. I immediately, at your suggestion, posted the petition on EP and sent an email to some of my friends in the media and to the animal rights and protection groups. Crass response from my "connection" at AOL News: "if he lives another day or two we'll get it up on the home page."
It's sad and a loss no matter how you look at it. The vast majority will (did) read something abhorrent and turn away and quickly forget; the majority of the rest will hem and haw from moral soapboxes . . . "nothing I can do about it" . . . and then the outrage dissipates as it does with time and space.
You, dear, understand we . . . all of us . . . can move mountains a pebble at a time (it is the beauty, Internet and change naysayers, of swift and powerful global thinking and global communications) by simply sharing and telling others who will share and tell others.
Not today. Hot tears today. But tomorrow for sure.