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Rump the puppy: A short life.
I had just stepped inside the house when I heard the thud. I knew instantly what it was. I didn’t want to open that door and look outside. I didn’t want to see what I knew just happened. I did look. I saw his poor little lifeless body in the road. That cute little guy that did not ask for this. He did not ask to be born and now he’s gone.
I believe he was about 4 or 5 months old, but I’m not positive. All I do know is that his owners are irresponsible and uncaring fools. They should have kept him inside the house or outside in a fenced-in area. They should have protected him, but they didn’t. I didn’t want to do it, but I checked to see if he was really dead. I couldn’t stand the thought of him being out there in that cold road and still be alive and suffering. He was dead. Poor little guy. I moved him out of the road so that no one else would hit him. I did this not only for him, but for his owners, so they can give him a proper burial. Maybe they’ll do the right thing and show him some love at least once in his life.
Tennessee State Law (TCA) 44-8-408: it shall be unlawful for any person to allow an animal in the person's custody or a dog belonging to or under the control of such person, or may be habitually found on premises occupied by that person, to go upon the premises of another or upon a public road or street.
That’s the law in this state, and I’m sure most states have similar laws about keeping animals contained on your own property. Through my research though, I find that these laws often go ignored by individuals and local law enforcement. Probably due to lack of funding and general disinterest. This needs to change and it needs to change now.
That puppy didn’t have to die. I’m not sure but he might have been the same one I took into my home about 3 months ago. From my living room, I heard an animal crying and I was sure it was a kitten, but when I went outside to look, it was a tiny puppy. I looked all around to see if there were more, but he was all alone. I took him inside and fed him. Later I put him in a pet carrier so he could rest. I took care of him for 3 days hoping the owner would come and claim him. We even gave him the temporary name of “Rump”.
I put a sign on my mailbox that read “Found puppy”. Finally on that third day, a woman came by with a box full of puppies and said it belonged to her. She was a neighbor, but I didn’t know her. I don’t live in the kind of neighborhood where you talk to your neighbors. She took the little guy with her and I was a bit sad. I had already gotten attached, but I was happy he was going back to his littermates.
So, it might have been the same puppy, but even if it wasn’t, I’m sure he was from the same litter. I had such high hopes for them because they had owners that actually looked for them when they were missing. I guess I was wrong to dream so big. Why bother having them if you’re not going to take care of them? Most people will disappoint you if you give them half a chance.