Most of you live in or grew up in the country. Depending on just how close your definition of country was to a town you know what it’s like to have stray dogs show up at your house.
There are far too many people that tell their kids that they are going to take their puppy or dog out to the country to live on a farm and shockingly don’t realize that is supposed to mean the dog died. They were evidently fed that lie when they were children and decide that is actually what happens to dogs. So, they go for a drive and take the dog out to the country to live.
Unfortunately, that means that people who live almost exactly half way between two medium sized towns get tons and tons of dogs that just show up on their doorstep. I can personally remember no less than ten but those are just the dogs that I can actually remember and count. There were at least 2-3 times that many that showed up over the years.
Typically it doesn’t end well for the dog. They don’t have anywhere to go and eventually chase livestock which is a surefire way to get a bullet to the head.
Side Note: If you are going to put a dog down, why is it more humane to take them to a vet instead of doing it on the farm? Isn’t the stress of going to the vet more than the stress of eating a nice little steak and then the screen going black like Tony Soprano did in the last episode of that series?
Unless you are this cute…
…and you know how to hop in the gator and ride on the floorboard while the guy takes people around showing them calves.
And you know how to play nicely.
And you know how to sit down in a truck.
And you’re just that cute.
In that case, sometimes, just sometimes, a dog ends up finding a home on the farm.
Ummmm, Update
If you find a stray dog, especially a young one, that you want to write 338 words about keeping on Thursday because he’s so well behaved…
Get him checked for parvo BEFORE you write all of that.
But we just told our kids that he went to go live on somebody else's farm.