A friend of mine recently found two puppies abandoned on Lanier Road between State Road 270 and US 90.
They were healthy looking and appeared to be about 6-8 weeks old.
When he picked them up they were shivering and cold. They were litterly trapped in the ditch by the road with nowhere to go.
When I saw them they were huddling together in a box in his back seat.
For the life of me I cannot understand why someone would drop off two defenseless animals to fend for themselves and probably die.
I know my friend will find them a good home and they will probably have a good life.
Many other puppies, however, don’t make it.
I find it disheartening when people do such things.
If I had to speculate I would imagine that these two puppies were the ones no one wanted, so the mentality of their owners would be that there is no problem in just stopping along a sparsely populated stretch of road and dumping them out.
I lived near the end of a road up at Lake Seminole and have seen this type of behavior happen many times, especially with cats.
Once someone dropped off a fairly large dog that decided he wanted to belong to me.
He was sitting on my porch one evening when I got home, and when I stepped out of my car he came to greet me with his tail wagging.
I tried to find out who he belonged to, but nobody knew. After I couldn’t figure where he came from I named him Wolf ... for no reason other than I thought it fit.
He soon became the neighborhood dog. Several people would feed him, including me, and if someone was out on the street walking he would walk with them, but he always came back to my house.
He was a gentle dog who had been well taken care of and I believe he was a Lab/Golden Retriever mix.
Like most dogs he loved to chase a ball or run after a stick. Every afternoon when I got home we played fetch.
I missed him one night, although I thought it was odd, and went in the house figuring he was having a late supper at one of the neighbor’s houses.
The next day I found out that he was seen in the water following one of the neighbor’s boats.
They thought he had been pulled under by an alligator.
They were right; an alligator had drug him underwater. But somehow he had gotten away from the gator and I found him dead under my house.
He was directly beneath my bed where he had been sleeping the whole time he lived with me.
Like those two puppies he had been abandoned, and that is a sad thing, but I had him for awhile and he was happy.
I have a handful of pet peeves and mistreating animals is certainly one of them.
So, for those who cannot take care of their animals, give them to someone who can.
If you can’t take care of your pet’s offsprings then spay or neuter them, don’t leave them on the side of the road to die.