When she told her French friends about it, they were amazed. "You mean you don't want to fight the occupation of your country?" She would have liked to tell them that behind Communism, Fascism, behind all occupations and invasions lurks a more basic, pervasive evil and that the image of that evil was a parade of people marching by with raised fists and shouting identical syllables in unison. But she knew she would never be able to make them understand.
I'm not too sure what to do at the moment. This is ornery folk with a dreadful view of animals, but on own terms, human to human, can be fine. Up until we fell out over the welfare of their dog, they've been good neighbours. I'm just done talking to her now, and her/their position is they're going to try and find dog another home this week, (despite our offer to take her) otherwise, quote: 'they'll have it shot. That's the thing about animals, we can shoot them, problem gone'.
The dog is currently not on their premises; it hasn't been since last night. I said to ‘the mother’, do not have the dog shot, we will take it on. But she is adamant, 'it's her problem'. Sadly, I suspect that's my fault, because the message I left them on Sunday said 'the last thing we need is another big dog, but we'll take your dog on' ... that was stupid. She may be 'proudly not giving me a problem'.
It’s not against the law to shoot your dog, so long as done 'humanely', whatever that means. She might just be bluffing to get at me, I've no idea. Part of the problem is she works long shifts, and she's tired, and the dog is just another problem she doesn't need: but still, because we have offered to take the dog on, that's not good enough. She does have an option, but either does seriously see it as 'her problem, she'll fix it', or is so angry with me she thinks she's 'getting at me', because I have been a pain for a while now, given I 'see red' over animal welfare issues. Pauline is making phone calls to various authorities this afternoon and tomorrow morning, including the local SPCA.
Will keep you up to date … I'll ring them again within the week, hoping it is partly hot air, currently, and they'll climb down. And in the meantime, I've actually got to get some work done.
Oh, one thing, and it sounds awful, but the dog has had no emotional input: it's never had company of other dogs, or a kind word spoken to it from a human, yet its kept in conditions that would be hard for SPCA to prove outright abuse (it's a high threshold). For example: after I went over on Sunday and gave her some biscuits and a pat, she never barked again, so she obviously was hungry, and I'm wondering if she had anything to eat Friday, which she spent wholly in her kennel, after I went over and put her in her kennel Thursday night when it was raining, and took some biscuits with me – when she’s not in the kennel she’s tied to a tree on a two metre chain, and can’t get out of rain and weather, though there is some shade - but I can only surmise that, I can't prove anything. And she doesn't appear to be emaciated. So given the no-mans land she appears to be stuck in, and heaven only knows what sort of other home they would find her, in that sense she would be better off dead, frankly, rather than carrying on as the living dead (and they certainly won't be getting another dog while we're here). It’s just that in every contact I've had with her (the dog) recently, she appears to have a lovely nature, against all the odds, so we want a go to see if she can be retrained as an inside, family dog. I'll let matters cool down a day or two and see where we are then.
Humans. They're over-rated.
If you are buying a dog as an accessory for your five year old child, stop, read William Golding’s Lord of the Flies, and bugger off. The dog doesn’t need you.