Anonyme : Je suis assistante vétérinaire dans une clinique d'un quartier très bourgeois. Lundi matin, une dame en manteau de fourrure et lunettes de soleil de marque entre avec un magnifique Golden Retriever de 10 ans, d'une douceur incroyable.
Je lui demande ce qui amène ce brave loulou. Sans aucune émotion, elle me répond : "Je pars vivre à Dubaï la semaine prochaine, je ne peux pas l'emmener. Endormez-le. J'ai déjà payé les frais d'euthanasie en ligne."
J'ai regardé le chien qui me léchait la main. Il était en parfaite santé. Mon sang n'a fait qu'un tour. "Madame, on ne pique pas un animal sain parce qu'il encombre votre nouveau train de vie."
Elle a tapé du poing sur le comptoir : "Je paie le prix qu'il faut, vous êtes là pour exécuter ! Ce n'est qu'un chien !"
Le vétérinaire en chef, qui avait tout entendu, est sorti de son bureau. Il a pris la laisse du chien, a posé un billet de 50 euros sur le comptoir et a dit : "Voilà le remboursement de votre consultation. Maintenant sortez de ma clinique. Ce chien vient d'être adopté par notre équipe. Il finira sa vie entouré de gens qui ont un cœur, pas un portefeuille à la place de l'âme."
La femme est repartie en hurlant au scandale. Aujourd'hui, notre beau Golden dort sous mon bureau et fait la joie de tous nos clients. L'amour et la fidélité ne s'achètent pas !
@KateriSeraphina I knew a woman who lived in Dubai and was moving she had befriended these cats and she was sorry she was leaving, so she lock them in and put on the gas stove and saw them die one by one.
She also when to the executions. There are very strange people walking this earth and evil.
J'ai connu le genre lunettes noires qui vient euthanasier le chien. Les lunettes ne sont pas là pour cacher les larmes mais la honte. J'ai connu cette personne qui amène son chien pour l'euthanasier et qui dit derrière ses lunettes noires "faites sans moi, je ne peux pas suivre" et elle vous raconte le chien (celui qui va à la mort, pas elle) qui tire sur la laisse, se retourne et au final va mourir seul avec des inconnus parce que ces lunettes noires ne voulaient pas voir l'ignominie de son âme... De l'âme de l'humain qui savait qu'il se déshonorait. Le chien est mort. Notre amitié aussi.
Last night, Luna stopped being “just my dog.”She became the reason I’m safe.
It was a little after 2 a.m. when I heard something downstairs. At first, I thought I imagined it—half asleep, too tired to think clearly. But Luna heard it too.
Her head lifted instantly.
Not barking. Not growling. Just listening in that intense, focused way dogs do when they know something isn’t right.
Then she stood up and moved in front of me.
That’s when I heard it again.
The sound of someone trying to force the back door open.
My stomach dropped.
I froze for a second, but Luna didn’t. The moment footsteps entered the house, she exploded into the loudest bark I’ve ever heard from her. Not playful. Not warning. Protective.
She ran straight toward the noise without hesitation.
And suddenly, all I heard downstairs was crashing, shouting, and someone scrambling to get out as fast as possible.
By the time I called the police, the thief was already gone.
And Luna?
She came back upstairs shaking.
Not because she was aggressive.
Not because she was dangerous.
Because she was scared too.
She climbed right beside me on the bed and pressed herself against my chest while my hands were still trembling. Like after everything, her first concern was making sure I was okay.
People judge pitbulls before they even know them.
They see the breed before they see the heart.
But Luna has never been violent. Never cruel. She’s the dog who cries during thunderstorms, gets excited over peanut butter, and thinks she’s a lap dog despite weighing almost 70 pounds.
Last night, she wasn’t protecting the house.
She was protecting me.
And the truth is, I don’t know what could’ve happened if she hadn’t been there.
So while the world keeps debating dogs like her…
I’ll just keep looking at the one sleeping peacefully beside me right now, knowing that when I needed her most, Luna didn’t hesitate for a second.
She was brave enough for both of us. 🐾❤️
Credit: Victoria Grace
Friends, My Monkey Teddy exploded peacefully in the garden this morning!
It was very sudden but it was over very quickly. We don’t think he suffered! 💔💔
#IsaMary#CuteDogs#RIPMonkey
At 3:30 this afternoon we have an appointment for my Bailey. He’s deaf, cushions and stage 5 Heart
Murmur. He can’t eat everything comes right back up his legs are giving out he is 14 1/2 and his little Daddy is 16 and has kidney disease. I can’t stop crying my heart is absolutely crushed this boy has never left my side in his almost 15 years. Y’all please keep me in your prayers I still have to take care of his little Daddy “Oscar”
I know you're not allowed to sell your siblings, but are you allowed to rent them out for treat money?
Asking for a friend.
Photo of my baby brother, the chaos moose with big feet, for attention.
#SendTreats#RentARottie#SiblingPlots
🆘️DALE EARNHARDT #A388169
EXTREMELY URGENT 🆘️
Adorable little guy has been ravaged 😭extremely infected wound on his muzzle,face & foot!
Little guy is suffering in pain,but so tender & trusting💔
HE IS DEPENDING ON US TO SAVE HIM!
PLZ #Pledge4Rescue ⌛️ #CorpusChristiACS#TX
Good morning Everyone. Fiona wishes you all a Super Saturday & a Great Weekend. 34C hot & sunny again. Lots of food shortages arising and starvation is affecting many of the poor. We pray this war is resolved soon. Teacups family.xx🇵🇭❤️🐶💗😍🥰🙂👍
#dogs#dogsofX#saturdayvibe
Ever feel like you're just going in circles? Well don't worry about it.
According to the baby mooseweiler going in circles is the "in thing" to do. You might even catch yourself!
🎥 Kenji chasing his tail
#kenjichaos
We are very very happy to announce that after Mum has spent a gazillion pounds at the vets, the fur on my paw is finally growing back. I am celebrating with a game of ball 🔵🩷🩷
#IsaMary#CuteDogs#BetterLateThanNever#FrowIt
I’ve been to the vets. Mum was worried my paw is taking a long time to get better. Dogtor Dave took my blood and the test results came back as “superdog”. Dr Dave told mum to stop worrying my fur will grow back soon 🩷🩷
#IsaMary#CuteDogs
Today my little brother, the baby mooseweiler, came to a dog training seminar with the human and I. Because he's so big, people often don't realize that he's only 6 months old and just a baby and they expect him to behave more maturely. And holy snapping gravybones, that's exactly what he did. He didn't embarrass me even once!
He met some of my canine colleagues and was confident but polite. He stayed in place on his mat for over 2 hours and only needed a few reminders. The room was dark at one point for a video, and he talked a little bit at that point (thankfully he kept his voice down), but there was a 9 month old lab making a LOT of conversation so I can't really blame him.
For a kid, he did really well. He didn't even have a meltdown when I ditched him and our human and went to hang out with some of my friends and catch up on all the canine gossip. I'm actually pretty impressed with him. Maybe his brain is starting to catch ip with his giant paws. But don't tell him I said that. His ego is still absowoofly ginormous and if he gets any bigger his head won't fit through the door.
I think my good influence and hard work with him is starting to pay off. Clearly I deserve more treats for this.
#TheChaosMooseweiller#PuppySkills#RottieSiblings
Good morning Everyone. Jnr wishes you all a Happy Monday & a Great Week ahead. Hoomum had a job lined up while she was waiting for her Teachers licence exam result. But cancelled due to war affects. Take care. Teacups family.xx🇵🇭🐶❤️💗😍🥰🙂👍
#dogs#dogsofX#mondayvibe#monday