Valentina Npups Greyhound

2005 - 2009
LocationBristol
Age4 years
Date of Birth01/01/2005
Date of Death01/03/2009
Visitors1,623 since 26/03/2009
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This is for a poor sweet baby girl whose life ended in a most atrocious way.A beautifl gentle creature who probably never experienced the love and care that she or her poor babies really deserved.
None of them had the chance to curl up in a warm house, be cuddled and stroked by loving owners. Neither did they have the chance to run across a field of long grass,along a deserted beach, pound the pavements, frolic in a back garden or play like an everlasting puppy. They didnt have the chance either to be fed treats,'special' dinners on birthdays, Christmas or any other time their owners felt like it.Bless you little ones.
Run free sweeties and experience everything wonderful and good that you never had..
Yet another sickening example of cruelty, this time a pregnant Greyhound. No one knows what sort of life she led bless her, most likely she didn't make the grain or had to be retired early...so then became a 'brood-bitch'.
Although the RSPCA will make every possible attempt to find the perpetrators of this senseless and horrific crime...chances are slim. Greyhounds can be traced via their ear tattoo's so the evil perpetrators make sure this can't happen.....
A link to the newspaper atricle - http://www.thisisbristol.co.uk/homepage/Gr...il/article.html

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Valentina xxx

A Prayer For Little Paws
By Anonymous on Animal Rights Online

This is a prayer for little paws
All up and down the land
Driven away, no friendly voice,
Never an outstretched hand.
For weary little paws of beasts
Torn and stained with red.
And never a home and never a rest
Til little beasts are dead.
Oh God of homeless things, look down
And try to ease the way
Of all the little weary paws
That walk the world today

Sue Smith

4 weeks ago

LOOK INTO MY EYES

what do you see

i am asking you why ,you do this to me

LOOK INTO MY EYES

can't you hear me cry

can't you see the pain you are inflicting on me

i don't want to die

PLEASE LOOK INTO MY EYES

as i whisper low

please show me some compassion before i go


PLEASE LOOK INTO MY EYES

pat xxxx

Pat Sandland (Friend)

November 25, 2011

with love xxxx

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What a strange time is autumn.
More than a season,
Autumn can be like a mood.
Softness and warmth and
abundance drift from the sky like a smile.
And you remember the seasons
before the Animals died.
They do seem far away sometimes,
those seasons, now.
But not the Animals -
they are always here in this strange time,
this autumn, when the softness
and the warmth and the abundace of
unseen Animals drift from the sky like a smile.

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Pat Sandland (Friend)

November 6, 2011

The Greyhound



His sporting days are over.
He shone at every meet.
Gliding like the angels,
On graceful ballet feet.

For his reward he needs a place,
To rest among the human race.
With dignity he turns to you,
His gentle heart seeking a hug or two;
Creature comforts to ease his day,
Some loving time to romp and play,
A pat on the head to say "well done."

And the prize he seeks,
You'll both have won.


Copyright, 1996, Betty Lawrence

Pat Sandland (Friend)

October 13, 2011

I HAVE THE RIGHT
The Canine Bill of Rights



I have the right to give and receive unconditional love
I have the right to a life that is beyond mere survival
I have the right to be trained so I do not become the prisoner of my own misbehavior
I have the right to adequate food and medical care
I have the right to socialize with people and dogs outside of my family I have the right to have my needs and wants respected
I have the right to special time with my people
I have the right to only be bred responsibly-if not at all
I have the right to some time and space all my own
I have the right to be foolish and silly, and to make my person laugh
I have the right to earn my person's trust and to be trusted in return
I have the right to be forgiven
I have the right to die with dignity
~~ Carolyn Krause
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Pat Sandland (Friend)

July 10, 2011

If animals could talk what do you think they would say

More than likely it would be please stop abusing me this way


But animals cannot talk so for them we must speak

They are poor and helpless and weak

They cannot care for themselves or get their own water and food

Please don't hit me again I promise to be good

Don't leave me tied to this tree

I need freedom to roam can't you see

I have never hurt you so what is it I have done

I only want to play and have a little fun

I am an animal but I can feel pain too

Please don't abuse me I just want to love you

Source:

Original poem for abused animals

Pat Sandland (Friend)

July 2, 2011

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Pat Sandland (Friend)

March 17, 2011

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Pat Sandland (Friend)

February 11, 2011

Born a Greyhound.

I sit here alone, looking all around
There's no one about, not even a sound.
It's night time you see, and it seems very late,
All I can do is sit here and wait.

Surely someone will come, and take me back home,
Why have they left me here all alone?
Did I do wrong when I ran my last race?
I tried my best, but I couldn't keep up the pace.

Is that why they hit me, and kicked me about,
And called me bad names, and told me I was out?
I cowered as they tried to drag me around.
Why are they doing this? Because I'm a Greyhound.

I tried to say sorry, and lick at the hand
But that hand just grabbed me and threw me in a van.
They tied me to a tree and left me out here
And as I watched them drive off, my eyes filled with tears.

What did I do to them, other then give them my best?
They used to be pleased, and said I was better then the rest.
I tried to like them, in spite of their rough ways,
I was born a Greyhound, that is how we are treated most days.

Shut in dark, cold places, without another care.
The long cold nights were the hardest to bear.
So that is it then, they want me no more
And keeping me on would have been too much of a chore.

A new home for me will never be found,
And what was my crime, to be born a Greyhound.

Sue Stoddart

Pat Sandland (Friend)

January 28, 2011

Love Within My Eyes ~
I've been blessed with many things
The best of all is you,
A friend unlike all others,
With a Love so strong and true.
As the days go slowly by
I'll watch you from above
Guiding with a gentle paw
And never ending love.
When you need to feel me near
Look to the starry sky
For the twinkle that is brightest
Is the love within my eyes.
~ Author Terri Onorato ~

Pat Sandland (Friend)

June 24, 2010
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