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In tribute to If only it had been different...Thanks to With the permanent permission of the author and provided the spirit is respected, this story may be published or copied. This permission is given in the hope that it will put an end to breeding by immoral breeders who breed, not for the welfare of these animals or to improve the breed, but solely for their own profit. |
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| I'm so scared. People are all hugging me, crying and I can feel their tears on my soft coat. I feel their love and their sorrow. I gently lick their hands, even the vet doesn't seem to be unpleasant today. He's tender and I feel a relief from my pain. The little girl holds me gently and I thank her for all her love. I feel a little prick in my front paw, the pain goes away and I feel peace come over me. I gently lick those hands. My vision becomes blurred and, as if in a dream, I see my mom and my brothers and sisters, in the distance, in a green space. They tell me that there is no pain there, only peace and happiness. I bid farewell to my family in the only way I know how, with a gentle wag of my tail and a gentle push with my nose. I had hoped to spend many, many years with them, but fate decided otherwise. You see, said the vet, puppies sold in pet shops don't come from breeders with a sense of responsibility. The pain has stopped now, and I know it will be years before I see my beloved family again. If only things had been different... |
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