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Oct 2, 2003, 6:50 AM
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Hi. I’m a little, 2-month-old local cross breed puppy. I’m just one of the thousands of cats and dogs that end up at the doorstep of SPCA. I was one of a litter of 10 – imagine nine other puppies that looked just like me, only some were black and white too – but my brothers and sisters didn’t survive. I overheard someone saying that puppies as young as us, rarely make it after getting wet in a heavy downpour. My story is a sad one by most standards, I guess. My mum and dad belong to this rich family. They had four other dogs besides my parents, and they all had plenty of good food to eat. They were well looked after. All of them would look forward to the evening because that’s when the kids of the household would come out to play with them and take them out for walks. Everything was fine and dandy for a while. Until, that is, Master found out mum was going to have puppies. Mum said it burnt her ears when she heard him say he wouldn’t know what to do with more dogs especially since nobody would want to buy local cross breeds. Mum and dad were petrified of what this meant but there wasn’t anything they could do. When the 10 of us were born, dad guarded us fiercely from anything he perceived as a threat. But he couldn’t do anything to stop Master from doing what he did next. When we were about six weeks old, Master took us away from mum and dad. He put all of us into a cardboard box and drove to a deserted park. And there he left us, with a note on the box saying, “Please give us a home”. No one came. It rained hard and heavy for days. We were cold, weak and hungry. One by one, my siblings died. I was close to joining them too, when one morning a man jogging by found the box. He carried us away. He buried my siblings and took me home. He even took me to a kind doctor who helped get me strong and well again. But the kind man couldn’t keep me as a pet although he wanted to. So, he did what he thought was best and sent me to SPCA. I’m comfy here for now, but because I’m so young and fragile, I need extra attention. Attention which sometimes the kind folks at SPCA can’t afford to give because they have so much to do, with so little time and money to do it with. Would you like to help? You could foster me. If you love animals, but can’t make the long-term commitment, why not consider the SPCA foster programme? If you think you can handle it, you can volunteer to look after puppies and kittens for a short period – between one week to a month – in your own home. You will return the animal to SPCA once it is ready and it will then be placed permanently in someone else’s home eventually. Or you could keep me! Many of us are too young, sick or injured and the extra care goes a long way. We need to be fed several times a day and given medication if necessary. Interested? Call the SPCA at 03-4256 5312 or 03-4253 5179 and ask for Melissa or Christine and register for the Angels’ Foster Club. Looking forward to meeting you. (Article taken from Sunday Mail, 28 September 2003, written by Loretta Ann Soosayraj)
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