Tanya Breese
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🆘 CRITICAL in #California 🐕 OPRAH & GAYLE Urgently need a New ADOPTER 🏡 Their original kind Adopter has very sadly had a devastating diagnosis and is no longer in a position to take them 💔 They are Beautiful bonded 1 yr old #GermanShepherd Sisters 🐕 Currently in California but for the right matched home they can be transported by the Rescue to any 🇺🇸 State. If you could open your Heart & Home to these sweet girls as an ADOPTER or Long-Term FOSTER: please comment below or get in touch @FoxtrotSh1tUp






I hate the spotlight. The stage is a scary place. I just want a quiet life. But this cause is worth it. Lucy is worth it. This is not just about Lucy. What has happened to me and Lucy will happen again. It will repeat, over and over. In Kalamazoo, Michigan. In Walla Walla, Washington. In Schenectady, New York. To Joe and Buddy. To Mike and Sadie. To Jane and Teddy. It will happen to them, but nobody will know. They will love their dogs no less than I love Lucy, but nobody will hear their story. It will not steal the spotlight the way Lucy's story has. They will cry out for justice, but it will be in vain. Few will listen. Few, but the Lord above will. God put Lucy and me in the spotlight to be their voice. To advocate for Joe, Mike, and Jane. To advocate for Buddy, Sadie, and Teddy. To push for change. Lord, let me live up to the responsibility you have placed on my shoulders. This crap needs to never happen again. Never, never, never, never, never. #SaveLucy @Herb_Minstrel @LoneStarChica @catturd2

Took Lucy treats. Couldn't see her. One of the ladies took a video of her. She sent it to me along with the following message: "Praying for a positive outcome soon for Lucy! 🙏" These people are heroes. God bless them. But I want my dog back. #SaveLucy @Herb_Minstrel

I once owned a music school. It was a thriving little place that employed several teachers and nearly 100 students. When COVID happened, we shut down for the initial “two weeks to flatten the curve.” Then I reopened. We offered online lessons. Families could choose masks if they wanted. My incredible teachers, from both sides of the political aisle, never stopped showing up to work. I became a publicly outspoken advocate against the illegal government mandates. I spoke up for the rights of small business-owners to remain open and run their businesses how they saw fit without fear of government interference or being shut down for “noncompliance” But student attendance never truly recovered. I kept that school open far longer than I should have from a financial standpoint. But I was not going to roll over while the government destroyed small businesses, livelihoods, the arts, and people’s sense of normal through fear, pressure, and overreach. That experience fundamentally changed me. And it’s exactly why I refuse to quietly accept what is happening with our dog Lucy. When the government oversteps, acts unjustly, and attempts to destroy the lives people have worked so hard to build, I fight. I will not be bullied or intimidated by the government, or by petty neighbors who think they should have the right to dictate how my family should live. This isn’t about rebellion, stubbornness, or me being “out of touch,” as one neighbor texted me. This is about standing against powers that overstep and bullies who attempt to rule through fear, pressure, and intimidation. It’s about teaching our children that it is not only acceptable, but right, to stand up for yourself—especially when there is a much larger principle at stake. This is about preserving freedoms, exposing the holes in laws and systems that can be weaponized against ordinary families, and fighting to ensure future generations still have the privilege of pursuing the American dream and the rights that come with it. Lucy, that scraggly, beautiful pearl from the desert who became our family’s protector and guardian of our flocks has become a symbol of something far bigger than herself. Watching people rally around our family and this cause has been a hopeful reminder that Americans still stand up for what is just and worth protecting. I truly believe something meaningful and beautiful will come from it. We just want our dog back. We just want to live in peace. And now, we want to prevent others from suffering as we have. #savelucy

Took Lucy treats. Couldn't see her. One of the ladies took a video of her. She sent it to me along with the following message: "Praying for a positive outcome soon for Lucy! 🙏" These people are heroes. God bless them. But I want my dog back. #SaveLucy @Herb_Minstrel

It has now been one month since Lucy's collar slipped over her head. One month since she was loose in my yard for a few seconds. One month since nobody got hurt. One month since nothing happened. It has also been one month since the police were called. One month since animal control issued me a court summons. One month since they took my dog, the dog I bonded with in war ten years ago. One month since my world turned into a living hell. It has been one month since nothing happened. And it has been one month since everything happened, in response to nothing. She has spent one month in jail. Over nothing. Away from everything. One month away from her fields. Away from Lex. Away from the kids. Away from @Herb_Minstrel and me. Let her come home. It's been long enough. It's time. It's damn time. #SaveLucy I have nothing more to say. @LoneStarChica @catturd2

After I separated from the military, I continued to deploy as a contractor. Many don't realize that we often claim to have no boots on the ground in a given theater because we have no uniformed troops there. But we do. Their uniform is 5.11 cargo pants and black zip-up fleeces. I know. I was one of them. I didn't ask to stop deploying. I was forced into it. I got a bad neurological report. Spinocerebellar ataxia, type 14. Never heard of it, right? It's one of the rare ones. I think of it like a slow progressing ALS. It's characterized by a steadily deteriorating sense of balance and coordination. It makes things that used to be easy, difficult. It makes things that used to be difficult, impossible. It's not going to shorten my life, God willing, but it will make my later years look different than I had hoped. I obviously couldn't keep deploying. I did my final tour - one last hurrah to the same desert where I had earlier met Lucy. It was a much safer place this time. I made a point to stop by our old camp and visit the spot where I had once played with my dog when she was a sad faced pup in the desert. What I didn't know is that a short time later, I'd be out of a job, a casualty of Biden's vaccine mandate. As someone rendered non-deployable, nobody went to bat for me. In those uncertain times, they wanted to retain the people they could use as boots on the ground. So I was shown the door. It felt like Uncle Sam had spat in my face. At the same time, @Herb_Minstrel's music school closed on orders of the Virginia Health Department prohibiting in-person music lessons. In the blink of an eye, our family's source of income had disappeared. But Lucy remained a source of comfort. When I deployed, I felt better leaving my wife and kids knowing she was home to protect them. When I had to stop traveling, she kept my experiences alive; a living, breathing link to the past. D.C. once took away my livelihood. Richmond took away my wife's. Now, the county is trying to take away our dog. We can't let them. #SaveLucy



She didn't escape ISIS in the war-torn deserts of the Middle East just to spend her final years in a cell. #SaveLucy and bring her home so she can get back to making sweet music with her pack. Sherman, Tank, and little Lexi-boy miss their Lulu. @Herb_Minstrel @LoneStarChica






