Friday, June 19, 2015

So, Rescue Is A Bad Thing?

RESCUE

A wealth of meaning in one simple word.

Rescue means to remove and keep someone from an unsafe situation.
  • Something dangerous
  • Something harmful 
Be that someone a human or a dog or a cat or whatever. 
 
The ones who seek to minimalize or condemn the word “rescue” should look a bit deeper in their soul.  It lacks empathy.
 
 
Making that very word a vile thing to post shows a total lack of empathy for the world around. 

I’m giving my post up to the incredible Max.  No one points the idiocy of this leech industry better.

Truth be told, these dogs in my home are RESCUES.  No one wanted them other than to use them for financial reasons.

Once they were of no use, they became a liability.

Yet the industry cuts its own throat by boycotting rescue groups.  Is there that little care given for finding dogs their first homes?
 
(rehoming?  really....  )
 
So yes, I consider mine precious children rescues from one cold, uncaring industry.

I will forever say, RESCUE PROUD.

And thanks Max, for making it blatantly obvious how little they care.

Friday, June 5, 2015

But They Say They Love Their Dogs, Right??


Well, at least that’s what the racing manual says they should say.  Ok, I don’t know that there is really a “manual”.  More like a trait manifested by inbreeding.  Repeat mantra and all will believe that...

I’ve not run into a more vindictive group of people in my life.  They practice redirecting probing questions.  They attack and they threatened and attempt to intimidate. Sorry, not naming names, they know and we do.

But true nature always comes out.

In Australia, live baiting is decimating the industry.  Accusations of “dobbing(I think that’s a local term for “bring me down I’ll bring you down”) spew from one Tom Noble, trainer extraordinaire.
 
Noble, in the very thick of this mess, cries, you should have stopped me. 
 
 
The board is to blame for not stopping you, old Tom?  Really...  You sticking to that story?
 
The entire Queensland racing board has been sacked, as in don’t let the door hit you in the…  Why, oh why, can't we do that here?  Oh.  No board...

Here in the US, the vileness just continues.  They’ve tried boycotting anti-racing groups.  It’s not been all that successful. 

They have threatened friends.  Again, not that successful since my friends have backbones, unlike them.

Last attempt is utter snarky-ness. 

Snarky is a term for nasty, biting, with no teeth.  Well, my definition, anyway.

Friends of mine (get over it, trolls) adopted a rescue. 

Snarky abuse ensues.  Love your dogs, eh?  Intro into base mentality.

Heaven forbid a rescued greyhound is adopted into a loving home that cares for them, sees to their needs, feeds them well and never harms them.  Oh.  Right.  That wasn’t the racing manual…  React, accuse, lie.
 
I knew if I waited, my hero would post about this, in his most brilliantly, sarcastic way...

Yes, I oppose greyhound racing. It should not be an epiphany for you.  I am honest, if nothing else.
 
My greyhounds are rescues from an industry that had no use for them when they quit winning.  They had limited options. 
 
Thankfully, one option was a RESCUE group.
 
And life has been heaven for them!
 
 

 

Sunday, April 26, 2015

My Kids Are Homed, Not Re-homed, Rescued, Not Retired


Semantics.  I think sometimes people use terminology to attempt to justify what they do and their existence.

Rescued greyhounds are not re-homed.  A dog that never had a home can’t be re-homed.  They are homed.

Greyhounds coming off the track were never in a home.  Unless you consider living in a cage and running for your life a home. 

It is homing for a dog who should never have been in that place to start with.

And I find it tragic there are those who broadcast racing greyhounds off the track are “retired” greyhounds.

Those who claim these racing hounds are retired, please explain retired from what.

As a working person, retirement means I chose this profession and work so that I may one day retire.

I was not bred and born for the sole purpose of earning money. 

Nor was I judged at a young age whether or not I could “make the grade”.

There was never a thought of culling and no one ever judged me to not being good enough.

No one put my life in danger of electrocution or a broken back or a broken neck or leg where a track quack would administer pentobarbital.  Or taken off site for a shot in the head.

I wonder how many of these dogs at Shawfield “retired” and were “re-homed”.

More important, how many met the quack vet.

Shared from Grey Exploitations:

“Last night at Shawfield dog track and for the 3rd time in as many months - the traps failed to be removed from the track during a race. The hare was stopped at the third bend - resulting is sheer carnage with only 2 dogs finishing the course.
We will never know the fates of these poor dogs - as the industry is self regulated and accountable to no one.”

Sums the industry up in a nutshell.
My angels are rescued and homed.  NOT “retired” nor “re-homed”.

 

Sunday, April 19, 2015

Boycotts Keep Showing Up In My Radar

That is not a good thing...

Having seen a recent attack by pro-racing advocates, gloating about their “ability” to deny rescued dogs has me furious.

Yes, they are RESCUED, get over it.

I am completely overwhelmed by this boycott nonsense these idiots brag about.  I thought you people loved your dogs.

It doesn’t appear that you do.  You would deny them a loving home where they will be cared for the rest of their lives.  Cared for in a sense you could never give them, because in their new home, they’re not a money machine.

Speaking personally, my RESCUES thrive in their new world of couches and beds and yards.  They are no longer shoved into boxes to chase some damn lure to make you money.

Prove you love your dogs.  Let them go to rescues and who gives a damn if the rescues don’t support racing.

Get off your useless high horse, stop sucking the life out of them and give a damn about the greyhounds.

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

Dogs Are Not Wastage


I’ve had dogs almost my entire life.  They have been loving members of my family, from a little brother to my own kids.

I’ve known about the dumped dogs at the pound.  Where do you think some have come from here in my world?

Through the wonder of internet, I’ve learned of far worse crimes against the dogs.

I learned of greyhounds starved to death, with no intervention from anyone, shoved into freezers and trashcans.  (Ronnie Williams, Ebro).

I’ve learned of greyhounds given amphetamines and steroids.  (Always in the news with the positive tests)

I’ve learned of secret, off-sight injections given to females to stop them going into heat.  (Yep, good ol’ TGP…)

I’ve learned that dogs used in fighting and if that fighting did not end in the death of loser, the dogs were electrocuted, beaten and killed.  (saying no more than Mikey Vick)

I learned that in Spain, when the horrid gaglueros are done with their hunting dogs (many having come from Irish Racing), they meet all manner of death.  Dumped in killing stations, drowned in rivers, tossed in wells to starve or hung.  All to pay them back for not doing what the galgueros wanted.

I learned that in Australia, unworthy (please know that means non-winning) greyhounds are considered wastage.  They are dumped in mass graves, taken to clinics to be bled to death or shipped out to countries with zero animal welfare oversight. 

Yes, even less than ours apparently are…

I’ve learned of mass graves all over this world, UK, IE included.

Did any of these idiots involved in the industry, fighting, ever think of getting a real job instead of making a dog work to the death to support them?

Given the one instance of one owner whose dog raced, quit winning and was turned into a brood bitch and at 11 years old given to a racing –sponsored adoption group, pretty damn doubtful.

DOGS ARE NOT WASTAGE!!

Stop treating them as such.  Your game of uselessness is up.
 
 

Monday, March 16, 2015

Happy 10th Birthday, Precious Boy!

Ah, Craigie “McDigger” Dillon.  When I adopted you, my heart was still so shattered by Schemie’s death the prior month. 

You came to us because I felt DeeDee needed a brother after losing her brother.  She was so happy to see you come. 
 
I had forgotten just how large you were, but was reminded quickly when you came out of Aunt Sally's van....
 
 

Little did I realize then, I was the one who needed you in my life.  It didn’t take long to realize you were just what I needed.

You are still the silliest big hound I’ve ever met.  You have an unbridled joy for life and the smallest things. 
 
 

Dinner time, rump in the air, squeaking the closest toy and wagging your tail, until dinner is served.

New toys, visits from friends and the ultimate nirvana for a descendant of the McDigger clan, utter glee at the latest hole dug in my moonscape back yard.
 
 
You will always be a big, galumphing goof.  Falling into Kim and Court’s pool, tripping over your big feet, head-butting me every time I turn around.

Precious boy, I wish I had known you 6 years before I adopted you.  If I had, you would never have been tossed aside when your usefulness was done. 
 

Your resilience speaks volumes.  You don’t show the fright the others have.  You are just a happy go lucky kind of guy, with an ever present smile on your silly face.  It has served you well, my love.
 
 

You are my little (big) ray of sunshine and joy.  Every day.

So Craigie Dills, we both won, didn’t we.  Years yet to savor together.  And we shall celebrate you every day.

Happy 10th birthday, silly boy.  I love you to the moon and back and am blessed to share my life with you.

 


Love,
Mama

Friday, February 20, 2015

Life Is Never Dull When The Racing Industry Is Involved...

The racing industry suffered an earth-shattering set back this week.

As someone who has looked closely at the sport tells Meldrum-Hanna:

"Putting together animals, gambling and prize purses is a toxic mix. It's capable of turning men into monsters."

Well, yeah…  I'm not Einstein but I do know 1+1+1....

Most humans, with any sense of compassion will find this deplorable, cruel and unfeelingly fiendish.  That and just vile.

The culpable individuals need to be all found and banned for life.  Fined and jail and banned.

Because this happened in a state in AU does not mean it does not happen anywhere else where racing is legal, or a blind eye is turned to it, so US, take a look under the covers....

It should come as no surprise that I see all levels of vile in the greyhound racing industry.  From the overbreeding for the fastest (again, where are those slow pups????  Industry is silent on those.), to the confinement and lack of socialization, to the beyond suspect, but proven, training techniques, the opulent pretender awards to the callous lack of regard they have for the ones who work while they don’t.

Fallout from the exposé,

NSW bans the entire racing board.


The list of sponsors withdrawing growing.  And growing.
 
 

Rumor has it, even McGrath foundation is mouthing the words, however their ungodly link with the 'Go The Pink Dog', you know, that money raiser where several of the ill-fated dogs died racing... 
I'll cheer them when they mean it.
 
And, yet, because the greed must continue in this life-sucking industry, Greyhound Racing Victoria has thrown the dog hauler into reverse and says the dogs suspended in the live-baiting video can continue to race.

They can race IF “their owners signed statutory declarations which stated they had not been trained with live bait.” 

So, an unscrupulous, unethical cheat can sign a paper saying he/she knows nothing and all is rosy?

That would be less than the paper it’s written on…  Brilliant move.  Bet that works well for you.

“The GRV board had also been under intense pressure for its refusal to seize the dogs implicated in the scandal, an action taken by Racing Queensland this week.”

Let’s hope they are removed as well.

The humans involved deserve every level of punishment meted out.

Yet some good continues through this horrific revelation of truth of the industry.

The ABC exposé exposed the depravity of humans.  It exposed the sickness of those heavily involved in the industry.

It did NOT show the greyhound as they truly are.  Before greedy men/women, looking to find a quick buck/quid/whatever got their hands on them.

Never blame the dogs.  Those in the exposé nor those not yet shown.

The greyhound is a gentle, loving, loyal and playful breed.  And that is their true nature.  Those in the exposé were trained to be that aggressive.  And thus perpetrating the archaic “green collar’ stupidity that reigns in Australia.
 
These beautiful creatures that greedy exploit are gentle souls.
 
 
And no, the breed, to counter the mantra of the industry, will never disappear.

You don't hold that much power.
 

Friday, February 6, 2015

Greyhound Awards Of The Year Galas ~ What Celebration Ask The Greyhounds


I’ve never been much of an Awards Ceremony person.  When you work in I.T., well, if there were one such ceremony, I think it would be rather lame.
 
I ran across an award ceremony I found rather sad and sick.
 
I can just picture this in my mind.

Rather empty-souled people, dressing up in finery.  All paid for by the money their dogs earned for them.

Back-slapping, saying well done, bad luck you lost a few dogs.  They had promise.  Maybe the next litter will be better...

Trainer of the Year award goes to one Linda Britton.  She must have been magnificent to win that.

”Britton was sidelined from the training ranks after her star greyhound Zelemar Fever was found to have a prohibited substance in urine samples taken after she won the WA Sprint Championship and then placed third in the Group 1 National Sprint Championship last August. 

”

“While Zelemar Fever was disqualified from both events, Britton still managed to train 299 winners from 1,285 starters throughout 2014, a feat which saw her claim the title of leading trainer."
  
While disqualified, she still trained?  Wouldn’t that substance abuse thing (abuse from human, by the way.  Dogs don’t troll for drugs) make her suspect and, well, perhaps, keep her away from other dogs?
 
“As far as that award is concerned we don’t really have any criteria in there that we wouldn’t award it to someone that became disqualified at some point.”
And as the awards go on, one after another win and polite applause while the others think privately, that should have been my award.

In essence, a self-congratulatory narcissism love-in. 

So, they plot and plan how they can win the award and make more money next year.  Let's breed some more, experiment with meth, right Hunt?

Doping, if not caught, is, apparently an acceptable practice.

In a nutshell, no holds barred in the greyhound racing industry.

Did anyone of those moronic, narcissistic fools spare one thought for the dogs they took to vet to be euth’ed?  One damn thought for the ones they sent to the vet to be bled?

Never sparing thought for the one that broke a back beyond  the money they would no loner earn?

Probably not.  They are busy people.  They have to move on to find the next “great racer”.
 
I bet that was one fancy award dinner. 
 
Probably not one I'll DVR... 
 
Useless souls harming precious souls. 
 
Karma, baby...


 
 
 
 
 
 


Friday, January 2, 2015

I Was Born Free

There was probably a kind-hearted intent buried deep within this video.  And I am thankful they were helped by kind persons.  Truly happy they were saved.

However, the opening words on the video?
 
Well, to someone like me, not a great introduction. 

It stuck me as apologist.  Or...
 
"I was born free".  Oddly, the perfect song for the greyhounds.  Quite the dichotomy of the message from the beginning of the film, where the stream read:

"In the greyhound world I don't like to say rescue"

What the ever loving hell were they if not rescued?  The owners didn't want them.  The breeders didn't want them.  The trainers didn't want them (or were trying to get them out).  They were of no use to the industry any longer.
 
In some countries, they call it wastage.
 
What precisely do you call those dogs?  "Retired"?  I can choose my job and choose my retirement. 
 
These angels were bred and trained to earn a living they never chose.
 
How is that "retired"?

In my - OUR - greyhound world, we say the word rescue. Loudly and proudly.
 


Rescued.  And better for it.
 


 

Saturday, December 6, 2014

It’s Christmas Time All Over The World

In places near and far...

Or whatever people celebrate, whether Hanukkah or Kwanza or…  I hope it is a beautiful season for you.

It is a reason to celebrate what means the most to each of us.

Mine is simple.  And my wish is simple.

As I look at my rescued greyhounds and rescued galga, I pray they are all saved from the life they once lived.

Looking back over the years, the pro-racing contingency has resorted to hard ball.  Boycott the rescues who will place greyhounds in great homes. 

Screw the dogs, as they don’t matter to them.

They want to make a statement.  Be with us or be without.

All in rescue care nothing about the industry.  We care about the dogs.

So some keep quiet, walking a tightrope to pacify the overly inflated egos in the industry.

Others speak and act.  And so the recipients of the boycotts.

Industry – whoo hoo, you there with your minds in your pockets.  You forgot someone in your united effort to close off rescues.  You forgot the ones putting the butter on your damned bread.

You have completely forgotten the precious hounds.

You know them.  They seek to please.  You’ve trained them to do nothing more.

And when they no longer please?  Lock them in a kennel on a piece of plywood.

God help them, they can’t even be delivered to a rescue organization because of you, nasty industry.

While bully tactics are working for you right now (right fake FB account taunting a rescue?), you are making more enemies and risking more dogs to overloaded pro-racing and neutral groups, who may not take the care needed to place a dog in the right home.
 
Galgueros?  I won't go there beyond rot in hell with your damn tradition. 

Sing me the song of the “I love the dogs” theme again?

I forgot the words…

Dear Santa,

All I want for Christmas is our houndies to be safe from money-hungry, abusive fake vets and “trainers” and galgueros who do not give a rat’s ass about the dogs.

They deserve far better than they have been forced to endure.

And Santa?  Thank you for my beautiful saved souls who may be spoiled rotten and, at times, not deserving of a stocking stuffed.

They will never be used again.








Saturday, November 22, 2014

Green Collar

Thanks to the broad reach of Facebook, I’ve made many friends in a land down under.

I learn things from them often.

One, I heard of years ago, but just recently started researching was the “green collar” exemption.

Apparently, there are states in Australia that require RESCUED racing greyhounds to undergo, what I affectionately call, an ASS-essment before they can be walked without a muzzle.

Walk without a what??  Living in the U.S., I had a hard time wrapping my brain around this.

So I quizzed my friends to understand what this indignity is.  They can correct me if I am wrong on this.

My take on this is for a greyhound (you know, those lazy dogs, who do little more than eat, sleep, play) who has come out of the racing industry’s grasp must be muzzled when they are walked in public.

And there is a program where they can “earn” a green collar.  Meaning they are exempt from wearing the muzzle.
 
Oddly, the ASS-essment group is none other than the racing industry.  Pay a fee and they can be evaluated, away from home, for a length of time to see if they are serving and judged so by those whose qualifications are suspect…

Now, who on earth thinks up these requirements.  Oh.  That’s right.  An industry sponsored “organization” and fully sanctioned by the local government.

So…  what happens to the ones who never pass.  I’ve had some that wouldn’t have passed this ridiculous hold of the industry. 

Dee will go into a bucking bronco at the sight of a truck.  Does that mean she could not qualify for this archaic industry-sponsored crap?  I don’t think so. 
 
 
It’s more a reaction to her being hauled back and forth from Iowa to Florida, over and over, to make just one more buck off her.
 
Berry, who would have a melt down meeting a human she didn't know?
 
 

No green collar?  Or would they have been taken straight from the track to be killed.

The racing industry and those sponsored by it are the worst enemy of our beloved Rescues.
 
It's so sad they have that kind of control over the future of greyhounds.  It's almost as if they want it fail and therefore support that fallacy, without racing, the breed will disappear.
 
Utter bullshit and they know it.

 

Judging By Looks

Not a greyhound post but a hound post nonetheless.  And one I am equally passionate about.

I know I’ve already shared this petition.  And for those who have signed.  Thank you.

If you have not, and I ask little from others, please sign and send a message.

It’s a situation of persons in a position of “authority” who decree in mid-October that all those families with a Rottweiler or Pit Bull must remove those animals or those in “authority” will come, take them and dispose of them.

I don’t know those in these individuals in positions of “authority”, but my image, right or wrong, is of backwater, belligerent, pea-brained, mental minions with no business judging an animal on the surface without knowing the character of the animal.

Please, for the love of God, stop blaming the dog.

Feel free to leave a comment on the news story or send a letter to the Village of Moreauville.
 

Ripping a beloved family member out of the home they love reaches new levels of low.