Tuesday, October 11, 2011

Wish I was a Frog !!

Ever heard that old saying ... I wish I was a frog so I could eat what bug's me ...lol.
Well over the last few months that how I've been feeling. So many things on my list in life annoy me these days.
This would probably be because like most of the people I chose to associate myself with these days, I picked the hard subjects to attach myself to. 
I hate the way our elderly community is treated, do people not realize what they have done for us, the raods they paved, the sacrifices they've made, only to be thrown away and often forgot like an old pair of shoes. Many live with very limited food, income and even life saving medication. Sadly because the powers that be, those who run our country see them as a liability because they are considered dieing.
I don't understand this outlook as from the moment we are born we are ALL dieing, we are born to die.
I also hate to see slurs thrown, looks or giggles from  youngsters,laughing at the old man who can barely walk or the old woman having issue's carrying her bags to her car, do these sorts not realize the word runs on karma and they to one day will be old to.
Another of my problems are the children of our country. Many people see tv commercials about the starving children in other places, send there money to help and don't realize that not only does most of that money not go to the children but that all to often right now the street is a family suffering forgotten because there plight didn't hit the news. Abuse and the mistreatment of children will never be at a stand still and our world is literally devouring our future.
All these things considered most who know me well know that my biggest passion is in fighting for the rights of animals, dogs in particular, pitbulls especially. Why chose them when there is so many other bad things in the world ?  Well that is a question that in time I hope you will figure out for yourself if you choose to keep reading. I have said many times that I am a person who will fight for the voiceless, this is true, part of my nature, a deep part of who I have become at my present place in life, everything we go through in life is meant to build us to something, this is my something.
Knowing this many might ask ... You defend our elderly, right ? You defend our children, right ?
Why make your biggest life's work about a breed of dog ?
I see it like this .... Those of us in the human race with a true selfless heart, compassion, empathy and a little common sense all stand tall  for these things. There are always roaring voices when the elderly or children are involved, as it should be. It is very true that both are happening way to frequently and have come up in huge numbers as to who is committing them being family members, relatives and to often in the children's cases a parent but our society as a whole (other than these offenders) still see this as deplorable and speak out against it.
In the case of animals esp. the pitbulls because of the media hype and controversy still see them as just dogs.
this wonderful breed of dog whom once served along side our early soldiers, were trusted to watch and guard children were manipulated by no choice of there own and turned into something that barely even resembles the dogs they were meant to be. Deviant people are found in all walks of life, age, finances and upbringing seem to hold no barriers in today's world to shield from these influences which seem to be growing with each new generation as they come of age.
My saddest reality was when I realizes that these people have also wormed there way into our shelters and rescue community sometimes making it impossible to judge who can be trusted, who's motives are pure and who is looking for recognition or money. Both of which should not be involved in saving the life of ANY creature less fortunate than our own.
I think now that this can of worms has been opened I will let it sit and stew until the next time I write as if I continue now this will become a book instead of a blog post ............................

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