Keep Calm & Speak Out

Nanook

Nanook

I usually don’t post about this sort of thing. Not really. But If you know me, you know that I love animals. I have a fur baby myself, and his name is Nanook. I’ve also done various things to help out both cat and dog shelters of my own accord as well as through Random Acts’ annual event AMOK. However, tonight… Tonight I did something I never thought I would EVER have had the guts to do.

When I came home from work tonight I saw, what I thought at first was a stray dog, running in the middle of the highway. It almost got hit three times! Two native men, who were walking and riding a bike helter-skelter down the highway, managed to get the dog to the side of the road. I had slowed to cross to get into my subdivision, which is where they managed to collect the dog. I came to a stop and watched for a few seconds. Before I knew it the one man began beating on the dog after he shoved it onto its side. And I mean full on punches! I honked my horn hoping it would startle them so they’d stop. It didn’t work. Then the other man got off his bike and started to kick the dog. At that point I got out of my vehicle and yelled at them, “What the fuck do you think you’re doing?! Is that even your dog?!” They stopped and stared at me for a bit then started to come over to me. THAT freaked me out and I started walking back to my car. Thankfully an older gentleman was passing by and I told him what was going on. He watched to make sure I was ok. One of the guys came to my window. After saying that they “never did that before” (hitting the dog), “We won’t do that again.” I said to him that I doubted that. I also told him that they cannot do that and to get a collar and leash, and left it at that. He was clearly intoxicated as his speech was slurred. Poor dog. I fear for that animal’s life. I was just vibrating when I got home.

As I write this, I wonder how that dog is. I’m glad I was able to stop the abuse, even if it’s just for as long as I was there. I wish there was more I could have done, but I don’t know what I could have done. I hope to never experience anything like that again!

I give a shout out to HART in Edmonton for all their hard work and dedication with helping those little souls, and many of those souls are sadly rescues from Indian Reserves. It breaks my heart. Remember, we are their voices!

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