when i was a child, our family had a dog, clyde, who my parents adopted as a puppy before i was born. when i was about 6, our family needed to move, my father said we needed to get rid of the dog because there was no fence around the new house (does this already sound weird?). so he told us that a family friend took him to live with them, which is the classic lie that every parent uses, and i was too young to be skeptical. so anyway, years later my mom mistakenly mentioned that clyde had been taken to an animal shelter. about 70% of pets in shelters are euthanized, so i'm pretty sure i know what happened. i still cry and cry about this. clyde loved us more than anything. i used to curl up with him on his doggie bed when i was really young. people think it's ''cute'' when someone describes their pet as a family member, but that's how your pet sees you. they depend on you and trust you. i will never understand how someone could be so casually coldblooded as to consign their animal friend to death because they've become inconvenient. the second time this happened, i had a cat i couldn't take with me to college, and after college i couldn't find lodging i could afford where pets were allowed. so my dad kept her until she became incontinent, then off to the shelter she went. these are just some items on a long list of things that are difficult for me to reconcile with my relationship to my father. but i'm equally angry about the practice of euthanizing unwanted pets. (where i live, if your pet goes missing and gets impounded, you've got 2 days to claim him before he's killed). i believe in neutering and adoption, but i also think breeding should be strictly regulated and enforced. i can't support the systematic killing of animals with names, personalities and histories, who innocently trust the very people who put them to death.
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