THE
PRICE OF BREEDING
PAYING WITH A PIECE OF OUR HEART
I love my little puppy; she makes my house a home. She is my
very best friend; I never feel alone.
She makes me smile; she makes me laugh;
She fills my heart with love. Did some breeder
breed her or did she fall down from above?
I've never been a breeder; never seen life through their
eyes.
I hold my little puppy and just sit and criticize.
I've never known their anguish; I've never felt their
pain. The
caring of their charges through snow or wind or rain.
I've never sat the whole night through waiting for babies to
be
born. The stress and trepidation when they're still
not there by dawn.
I've never felt the heartache of a little life in my hands;
this
darling little baby, who weighs but 60 grams.
Should you do that instead of this . . . or this instead of
that?
Alone you fight and hope one day he'll grow to be a dog.
You pray he'll live to bring joy to another family and make
a house a home. You know it's all just up to you;
you'll fight this fight alone.
Formula, bottles, heating pads, you've got to get this
right.
Two-hour feedings for this tiny guy, throughout the day and
night.
In your heart you know you're almost sure to lose this epic
fight to save this little baby; but God willing . . . you
just MIGHT.
Day one he's in there fighting; you say a silent prayer.
Day two & three, he's doing well, with lots of love and
care.
Day four & five, he's still alive; your hopes soar to
the heavens. Day six he slips away again, dies in your
hands day seven.
You take this little angel and bury him alone. With aching
heart
and burning tears and an exhausted groan, you ask
yourself,
"Why do this? . . . Why suffer all this pain?"
But see the joy your puppies bring; it really
self-explains.
So, when you think of breeders and label them with "Greed,"
think about what they endure to fill another's need.
When you buy a puppy and with your precious dollars part,
You only pay with money . . . we pay with a piece of our
heart.
.... Author Unknown
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