My Christmas Wish List
Dear Santa Claus:
I know you’re really busy this time of year, what with the last minute gathering of the gifts, and the packing of the sleigh. I don’t want to take up much of your time, and, even if I did, I’m not sure how much attention you’d pay to the wish list of a non believing ethnic atheist Jew. That said, if you have some spare time, could you look over my wish list and see if there’s anything you can do?
I’d really appreciate it.
Thanks in advance,
Carol
My Wish List
I wish that not one single dog, whether Frenchie or Lab or Doodle or any other breed, is spending their Christmas in a cage that looks like this one.
I wish that there was some kind of deity who could give the people who operate puppy mills the kind of punishment they deserve.
I wish that every politician who allowed legislation to pass saying that this much space is legal was forced to spend just one night in a cage that gives them ‘adequate room for exercise’.
I wish that every single stupid celebrity who bought a throw-away puppy from a pet shop was forced to visit the puppy mill where their dog’s parents still live. While there, I want them to actually see the bitch who gave birth to their puppy. Then, I wish on her the gift of speech, so she could curse them to hell (using small words that even Britney and Paris could understand).
I wish that every single Pit Bull in the world could have a home as good as the Pit Bulls of Bad Rap.
For every Sophie in the world, I wish for soft beds, warm laps, cookie stuffed kongs, soft words of kindness, people who care, and the chance to spend the remainder of their lives living in dignity and compassion.
I wish that pet stores would finally be banned from selling live animals, including bunnies.
I wish all of the K Kids have safe, happy trips to their new homes, and that there’s no longer a reason for dogs like Cosette to need French Bulldog Rescue.
I wish that the stupid, ridiculous, pointless, ‘Dangerous Dog‘ legislation here in Ontario, and all over the world, could be over turned, so that legislation based on pragmatic reality could instead be introduced.
Most of all, I wish for the basics we all ask for – peace on earth, and good will towards men – and animals. Can we not forget the animals this year?
A friend sent this along – thought I’d share:
Please read it through….
Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house,
Not a creature was stirring, not even a mouse
The stockings where hung by the chimney with care
In the hopes that St Nicholas soon would be there
But at the North Pole sudden changes arose
All down to Rudolph and his ruby red nose
Clipboard in hand, a breed expert arrived
He motioned to Santa saying,” please step aside”.
A smooth haired coat and a muscular build
A broad deep chest our Rudolph did yield
The breed expert’s pen, created pages of ticks
Then he suddenly called out “good lord, we’ve been tricked!”
“This creatures no donkey and clearly no horse!
I know these things! I’ve attended the course!”
Look at my clipboard the boxes are full!
It’s very obvious to me: Rudolph is a pit bull!
Out with the measuring sticks, he explained to Santa the law
And he measured poor Rudolph from shoulder to floor.
As the spectacle continued Santa said with a sigh
He’s a reindeer you fool! Why must he die?
“The law is the law” the expert said standing tall,
Then picked up his mobile and made a quick call
The sound of sirens filled the peaceful night air
And Rudolph removed – to who knew where?
Days turned to weeks and confused and alone
Rudolph pined, for the place he called home
As the first snow started falling Rudolph gave up the fight
And he took his last breath on a cold winters night
You may think this is funny, if a little untrue.
But how would you like it, if it happened to you?
If your dog was taken because of its look?
Because it ticked enough boxes in some silly book?
Regardless of parentage it doesn’t matter what breed
If it ticks enough boxes then it’s a done deed
So humor me here and pretend this is true
Think how you would feel if it happened to you.
Cuddle your hounds while you have them close by
For some spend this Christmas, waiting to die.
Now back to the story, it doesn’t end there
One more short verse I need to share
Santa fetched Rudolph’s body and cried for his friend
And swore to himself, this would not be the end
And I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight
“The law is wrong, please help us to fight!”
Oh that’s not just sad, its true. I’ve seen one that shows you could ‘tick enough boxes’ to call almost anything a Pit Bull – a lab, a Bulldog, a Golden. Such stupidity.