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He was at work inside a game fence. Now usually these guys get shot. I got to work in the dark and he started jumping on me. I was like oh fuck. Now a big dog who runs from me is one thing, this little guy was another. I sure as fuck wasnt gonna shoot him but knew the owner probably would. I took him out the fence and gave him my breakfast but he beat me back to the shop. I think he was skinny enough to fit under the corner of the gate. He started following me on the tractor and that doesnt on a deer ranch. FUCK.

I ended up putting him in the jeep and taking him away. Small town, only rescue I know of was full. He ended up at the local vet office. I wanted to keep him but if I get another I know they will start running off ( no fence) Dog stays here. I hope somebody saves him. I did what I could.

He was at work inside a game fence. Now usually these guys get shot. I got to work in the dark and he started jumping on me. I was like oh fuck. Now a big dog who runs from me is one thing, this little guy was another. I sure as fuck wasnt gonna shoot him but knew the owner probably would. I took him out the fence and gave him my breakfast but he beat me back to the shop. I think he was skinny enough to fit under the corner of the gate. He started following me on the tractor and that doesnt on a deer ranch. FUCK. I ended up putting him in the jeep and taking him away. Small town, only rescue I know of was full. He ended up at the local vet office. I wanted to keep him but if I get another I know they will start running off ( no fence) Dog stays here. I hope somebody saves him. I did what I could.

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Wow, that’s a powerful story. I don’t get how anyone could do such a thing. I chased a car on foot one time on a dirt road between grape vines and almond orchards. They had basically done the same thing. I started screaming at them, “Are you dumping these dogs?!?!” Two big happy dogs. They pretended not to speak English, put the dogs back in their vehicle, and moved on. Sadly, they likely just went to another farm and dumped them. Dogs just thought they were out for a happy romp in the country. It breaks my heart.

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This is shockingly common. I'll never understand how you could do this. It's practically a death sentence, and there are so many other fucking options!

I guess I just don't have it in me to betray someone that is so loyal. I often think "We don't deserve dogs or cats", almost like they're too good for us.

When I was a little kid, I used to believe that good dogs were actually angels sent to earth by God to be our guardians and friends. Bad dogs were sent by the devil, that's what I believed. Perhaps this fantastical thinking, combined with my upbringing on a farm, surrounded by dogs my whole life, has given them a special place in my heart. I think I might actually fight someone if I witnessed them abusing their dog, my empathy for them is so pathological. Is there something wrong with me?

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There's every thing right about you. I'm the same about dogs. Had a neighbor in CA long ago that shot a dog for no reason. We grabbed the dog up and raced to the vet but it was too late. Rat bastard

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No, there is absolutely nothing pathologically wrong with a connection to animals. I once spent close to ten grand to save a dog that was shot in the chest with a .22 halllow point. Dog didn’t deserve it and I sure as hell wasn’t going to let her die. I’ve lived on the same property for close to 30 years, and have 7 dogs and 3 cats buried here. All with a special story. I prefer the company of canines over nearly all people. Dogs don’t lie, they aren’t vindictive, and they are loving and loyal to a fault. Most people are not worthy of that.