A few years ago, I had a sweet, small dog named Heidi. She was a corgi/border collie mix. She looked like a border collie but was the size of a corgi. Unfortunately, she died. She lived a very, very long life though. Sadly, most of her life, she was miserable, until she came to my family. Before she came to us, she went to 3 families, all of which beat her up which made her blind. When she came to our house, my parents were just fostering her. You could tell how they hurt her because she was always afraid of brooms and scooters. That could just have been because she was blind, but it could also be because she could always remember sounds and associate the sounds with danger. Continuing, when Heidi came to our house, she loved it! She loved the fact that we didn't abuse her like those jerks that adopted her before. So because she loved our house, and we loved her, and because she was a sweetheart, we adopted her. In Heidi's older years, she became deaf along with being blind from the abusers. She was a really sweet puppy who lived to be 17 years old. She was a sweetheart who now will always live in our memories.
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PEACE!
Heidi did not die of a disease, she died of old age in my backyard. There was no way that we could have known that saying good night to her the evening before, and than never saying good morning or petting her of the head.
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hanks. I too, wish that people would realize that these sweet, harmless, beautiful creatures, share this planet with us. We need to help them live instead of hunting them down just for the sick, sad entertainment that for some reason many find amusing.
To whoever read this comment and hunts, STOP HUNTING!
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