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Anne...I think your response was great and a lot more civil than mine would have been!
Years ago, a family I used to know got a Basset (not from me!)from a bad BYB..."for the kids". The kids paid absolutely no attention to her and she wasn't allowed in the house at all...it was pitiful. When she was about 9 months old (1st season)a large neighborhood dog got into their fenced yard and bred her. When I found out I ranted, raved and begged them to terminate the pregnancy...to no avail. How she even had those puppies is beyond me but she did and they were all given away. Well, next season, guess what? Yep. Again. After the second litter had come and gone, I heard that they no longer had the Basset. About two years later my son was home on leave from the military and somehow the subject of those disgusting people and that poor Basset came up. I said I wondered what had happened to that poor little dog. My son sort of cleared his throat a couple of times and said, "Oh, don't worry, she's okay". And of course, I couldn't leave it at that so I dragged it out of him. Apparently my son, who was a senior in high school at the time was in the Basset's neighborhood one day and stopped to speak to her through the fence. He said it was very hot, and she had absolutely no water and a bowl of dry dog food with ants crawling in it. Nobody was home and he said he couldn't stand it anymore...so he took her...right there in broad daylight. He said he took her to a vet, had her spayed, paid for it, and gave her to the grandparents of one of his school friends. He said she had a great life with these folks and became their much-loved house dog. And he had never told anyone since of course he had, in reality, stolen the dog. I just couldn't believe it!
Years ago, a family I used to know got a Basset (not from me!)from a bad BYB..."for the kids". The kids paid absolutely no attention to her and she wasn't allowed in the house at all...it was pitiful. When she was about 9 months old (1st season)a large neighborhood dog got into their fenced yard and bred her. When I found out I ranted, raved and begged them to terminate the pregnancy...to no avail. How she even had those puppies is beyond me but she did and they were all given away. Well, next season, guess what? Yep. Again. After the second litter had come and gone, I heard that they no longer had the Basset. About two years later my son was home on leave from the military and somehow the subject of those disgusting people and that poor Basset came up. I said I wondered what had happened to that poor little dog. My son sort of cleared his throat a couple of times and said, "Oh, don't worry, she's okay". And of course, I couldn't leave it at that so I dragged it out of him. Apparently my son, who was a senior in high school at the time was in the Basset's neighborhood one day and stopped to speak to her through the fence. He said it was very hot, and she had absolutely no water and a bowl of dry dog food with ants crawling in it. Nobody was home and he said he couldn't stand it anymore...so he took her...right there in broad daylight. He said he took her to a vet, had her spayed, paid for it, and gave her to the grandparents of one of his school friends. He said she had a great life with these folks and became their much-loved house dog. And he had never told anyone since of course he had, in reality, stolen the dog. I just couldn't believe it!
