•Southern born + bred Master of Inglés writing frank nonfiction + rhymes that don’t rhyme.
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•During the day, you can find me in a library corner office tweeting and blogging about books + journals + no food allowed + how may I help you + photos from the archives. Come see me at the reference desk.
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Catching Elephant is a theme by Andy Taylor
A Letter from a Shelter Manager - anonymous in North Carolina
I think our society needs a huge “Wake-up” call. As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little insight with you all…a view from the inside if you will.
First off, all of you breeders/sellers should be made to work in the “back” of an animal shelter for just one day. Maybe if you saw the life drain from a few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding and selling to people you don’t even know.
That puppy you just sold will most likely end up in my shelter when it’s not a cute little puppy anymore. So how would you feel if you knew that there’s about a 90% chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be dumped at? Purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are “owner surrenders” or “strays”, that come into my shelter are purebred dogs.
The most common excuses I hear are; “We are moving and we can’t take our dog (or cat).” Really? Where are you moving too that doesn’t allow pets? Or they say “The dog got bigger than we thought it would”. How big did you think a German Shepherd would get? “We don’t have time for her”. Really? I work a 10-12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs! “She’s tearing up our yard”. How about making her a part of your family? They always tell me “We just don’t want to have to stress about finding a place for her we know she’ll get adopted, she’s a good dog”.
Odds are your pet won’t get adopted & how stressful do you think being in a shelter is? Well, let me tell you, your pet has 72 hours to find a new family from the moment you drop it off. Sometimes a little longer if the shelter isn’t full and your dog manages to stay completely healthy. If it sniffles, it dies. Your pet will be confined to a small run/kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it. If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers in that day to take him/her for a walk. If I don’t, your pet won’t get any attention besides having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed out of its pen with a high-powered hose. If your dog is big, black or any of the “Bully” breeds (pit bull, rottie, mastiff, etc) it was pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door.
Those dogs just don’t get adopted. It doesn’t matter how ‘sweet’ or ‘well behaved’ they are.
If your dog doesn’t get adopted within its 72 hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed. If the shelter isn’t full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough breed it may get a stay of execution, but not for long . Most dogs get very kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing aggression. Even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment. If your pet makes it over all of those hurdles chances are it will get kennel cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because shelters just don’t have the funds to pay for even a $100 treatment.
Here’s a little euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being “put-down”.
First, your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash. They always look like they think they are going for a walk happy, wagging their tails. Until they get to “The Room”, every one of them freaks out and puts on the brakes when we get to the door. It must smell like death or they can feel the sad souls that are left in there, it’s strange, but it happens with every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or 2 vet techs depending on the size and how freaked out they are. Then a euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process. They will find a vein in the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the “pink stuff”. Hopefully your pet doesn’t panic from being restrained and jerk. I’ve seen the needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood and been deafened by the yelps and screams. They all don’t just “go to sleep”, sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on themselves.
When it all ends, your pets corpse will be stacked like firewood in a large freezer in the back with all of the other animals that were killed waiting to be picked up like garbage. What happens next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You’ll never know and it probably won’t even cross your mind. It was just an animal and you can always buy another one, right?
I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out and can’t get the pictures out of your head I deal with everyday on the way home from work.
I hate my job, I hate that it exists & I hate that it will always be there unless you people make some changes and realize that the lives you are affecting go much farther than the pets you dump at a shelter.
Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in everyday than there are homes.
My point to all of this DON’T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE!
Hate me if you want to. The truth hurts and reality is what it is. I just hope I maybe changed one persons mind about breeding their dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that someone will walk into my shelter and say “I saw this and it made me want to adopt”. THAT WOULD MAKE IT WORTH IT.
How to find a true No Kill shelter or rescue group: http://www.examiner.com/dog-rescue-in-national/how-to-find-a-true-no-kill-shelter-or-rescue-group
I volunteer at a (primarily) no-kill shelter here. The dogs and cats are so sad. They are so hungry for attention and to simply sit in your lap. I’d adopt ‘em all if I could.
For the second installment of the Last Throes Reading Series, we’d like to present Winston Salem writer Steve Mitchell! Mitchell’s new short story collection “The Naming of the Ghosts” is scheduled for release later this month from Press 53. His work has been published in the Southeast Review, Contrary, Glossolalia, and The North Carolina Literary Review, among others, and has been nominated three times for the Pushcart Prize. His short story, “Above the Rooftop,” was named a storySouth Million Writers Award Notable Story of 2010, and he is currently completing a novel, Body of Trust. You can visit his website at http://www.thisisstevemitchell.com/.
Creative non-fiction writer LaTasha Jones of Fayetteville, NC will be joining Steve. Her as yet unpublished manuscript examines the racial line drawn by the railroad tracks that cut through Greenville, NC. Her unique perspective provides an unflinching look and provides a useful and honest dialogue about race here in North Carolina.
As always, the event is free and will start at around 7 PM. Come out and show your support for NC literary culture!
(Source: facebook.com)
What: Last Throes Reading Series.
Featuring: LaTasha R. Jones + Steve Mitchell.
When: Wednesday, 18 April 2012 | 7:00p.m.
Where: Empire Books, Greensboro, NC
(Source: latasharjones)
Welcome! The Last Throes Reading Series occurs on the third Wednesday of each month at Empire Books, 1827 Spring Garden St. in Greensboro, NC at 7:00 p.m. On Wednesday, April 18th, fiction writer Steve Mitchell from Winston-Salem will be joined by creative non-fiction writer LaTasha Jones from Fayetteville. In May, novelist Val Nieman will read.
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www.press53.com/biostevemitchell.html
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Stoneybrook Steeplechase.
Stoneybrook Steeplechase.
And the weekend was closed with a little Sunday in the Park.
(this has been sitting in my drafts since…oh, about June 2011.)
This is how I spend my Saturday days. Volunteering. Docenting. The people, they call me a nerd and that’s a-okay. (The ill-placed space between my “La” and my “Tasha” will drive me cwwwazy for eternity!)
I drove past a man holding his wife’s hand, pushing a stroller carrying a toddler…with a pistol on his waist in plain view.
While I generally believe in your right to bear arms, it still made me look twice, pause, and look again.
(Source: latasharjones)
Broad Street, Southern Pines, North Carolina — Yarn bomb! (23 March 2012)
Broad Street, Southern Pines, North Carolina — Yarn bomb! (23 March 2012)