It is not my fault that I was born a dog and that too as a bitch at that. It is not my fault that I can become a mother at a very young age as compared to humans but then my life span is also shorter than humans. It is not my fault that I give birth to half a dozen pups and that too twice a year. It is not my fault that I am a street dog and that too in metros. It is not my fault that I am impregnated by another street dog and that too by a ugly snob. Then why these so called humans are after me and my fellow sisters? They just pick us up along with our family, dump in a truck and put us to sleep. They say we are a menace to society. They say we react and even bite when we are harasses. Is it wrong to fight in self defence? No such discrimination existed in the beginning. All lived in harmony. Our brothers and sisters in the wild do not face such treatment. I accuse of cruelty. I accuse you of biased when you make some as pets and annihilate some as menace. (She was still looking at me when MCD guys were dumping her in the truck, squeaking and asking for help).
It is difficult to define life. It has different meanings for different individuals. To me experience is life.
Wednesday, May 24, 2017
The cry of a street bitch
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