People are heartless

We had to euthanize a dog yesterday. He was a big, sweet black lab, older than dirt, and there was not one inch of his chest or abdomen that wasn't a mass of lumps. The poor boy laid in the pool all day every day, presumably to help lessen the pressure on his tumors while laying down. He ate a little the first few days, then vomited every night the next two, and hadn't eaten a single bite the last 3 days. This dog came in as a stray from the city, so we were required to keep him for the 10 day holding period. During that time, nobody called looking for him or asking if he'd been found. An old, sweet, relatively well cared for dog. Abandoned in his time of greatest need. And his family cares so little about his comfort and well-being that they leave him on a street somewhere to be found by strangers, cared for by strangers, and held by strangers as he died.

I hope someday they know what it feels like to to be sick, miserable, alone, and abandoned.