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Woman burns her pet to death! Sign the petition please!
A 6-year-old Yorkshire terrier who was hog-tied to a phone book and placed on a burning stove died overnight from his burn injuries, his vets said Thursday.
The terrier suffered second- and third-degree burns to 50 percent of his body.
"The complications of being burned were too much for his organs," said Dr. Elisa Mazzafero, with Wheat Ridge Animal Hospital in Lakewood. "The only time he whimpered was when he wanted attention."
Police said neighbors smelled smoke and heard yelping Sunday morning and called 911.
When officers arrived, they found Bobo laying on his back on top of the burning telephone book, his legs tied down with speaker wire, said Lakewood police spokeswoman Sheridan Foster.
Officers said he heard her dog crying and "saw it on fire," according to the arrest affidavit.
Officers arrested Bobo's owner, Tanya Martin, 38. She is being held in the Jefferson County Jail on $10,000 bond.
Her uncle, Leo Cordova, said Martin suffers from mental illness.
Martin appeared in court Thursday, via video-conference, to be advised that she faces charges of fourth-degree arson and aggravated animal cruelty, both felonies. She has until Nov. 3 to schedule a preliminary hearing.
No mental health evaluation has been scheduled yet for Martin, and the jail will make that determination if necessary, said Pam Russell, spokeswoman for the Jefferson County District Attorney's Office.
Here is the link to the story:
Woman burns her pet Yorkshire Terrier to death
I just cannot believe how cruel people could be. I cried for days for the little Bobo. I sent the donation when he was still alive but the poor thing passed away in a few days. I really hope that monster Tanya Martin will be locked up for a long time. We need to stop the cruelty to animals! PLEASE TAKE YOUR TIME AND SIGN THE PETITION:
IT TAKES 30 SECONDS, BUT YOU CAN TRULY MAKE A DIFFERENCE. WE ARE TRYING TO REACH 5,000 SIGNATURES.ONCE YOU HAVE SIGNED, YOU CAN HELP EVEN MORE BY ASKING YOUR FRIENDS AND FAMILY TO SIGN AS WELL. THANK YOU!
Woman Burns Pet Dog to Death - The Petition Site IT'S UP TO US TO PROTECT BOBO AND NOT LET HIS DEATH BE IN VAIN. DONT LET THAT MONSTER GET OFF EASY!
Gas Chambers at Richland County
Please, sign the petition to rid of gas chambers at Richland County Animal Shelter and to give healthy dogs more than 3 months there to find a home.
Here is the link:Please sign the petition
No animal should go to gas chambers. It is inhumane! :(
OMG My Tooth!
I have been acting weird and trying to tell mommy something is not right. She was checking me everywhere but couldnt figure out. I got my parents all puzzled! Oh they forgot to look inside my mouth really closely! My baby tooth was loose! 
Ok so just so you know I am 1 year and 6 months old so my vet told my mom that baby tooth is not coming out and he needs to put me under to take it out I begged mommy not to do it and it would come off by itself and thank god she listened! I think she was scared to put me under to take that tooth out so she patiently waited for it to fall off. So today is the day when my canine baby tooth came out. As soon as I spitted out my mom saw that right away and started jumping like crazy and screaming good boy! 
I have never seen my mom so happy, weird humans 
I heard my parents talking the other day about this issue. My mommy said to daddy that I really need to see the vet. I think at that point I started to act and tried to get that tooth out! Teehee I am glad I dont need to see the vet yay! 
There Is No Such A Thing As Teacup Yorkie!
There is no such a thing as Teacup Yorkie! People have always been interested in the tiniest of small dogs, but they should never cost more money. They're the runts of the litter. They need more care, but they are'nt rare.The word "teacup" started with so-called teacup Poodle, which doesn't exist either. These tiny dogs can have serious health problems. They are easily dehydrated, easily injured, and can be extremely difficult to treat. Most breeders recommend that Yorkies weight between 4 and 7 pounds for health reasons.
There is no such a thing as a mini-Yorkie, tiny toy, teacup or any other word that indicates a Yorkie weighting only 4 pounds or less. A Yorkshire Terrier is a Yorkshire Terrier. The preffered weight range for this breed, according to the breed standard, is 7 pounds or less-with reputable breeders trying to remain in the 4-7 pound range for health reasons. As so called "teacup" yorkies are actually just extremely small puppies, usually less then 3 pounds when grown, and you shouldnt pay more for them.
I believe you cant register teacup yorkie in AKC because that organization doesnt recognize teacup. The only group AKC recognize is a Toy Group in which Yorkshire Terrier falls. There is no regular or teacup yorkie. Its just the size that varies but its the one and only Yorkshire Terrier.
My Very Happy Day!
05/14/08
Today I had the most happiest day ever! My mommy brought me to the grooomer today and I got a nice trim plus I just love to spend time there. My groomer is so nice and sweet to me, I always give her tons of kisses :) Then Mommy gave me treats and we relaxed at home for a little bit while I was showing daddy how clean I was Then we went to see my great grandparents and oh boy they were so glad to see me. I was giving kisses left and right. After a while I got tired so I just slept in my bed for a while. Then we went home and mommy started to cook something. Now I know when I smell boiled chicken I know she is cooking for me So I just went completely nuts! I mean really, I couldnt hold my excitement :) I was running around making noises so mommy would finally give me the food. She always gives me holistic dry kibble food and I do like it but I cannot resist home made cooking. My mommy said I am cooking for you a gourmet dinner, and oh boy that was just my happy day. While my dinner was cooking she played with me for a while then it was time for my dinner yay! Mommy made me boiled chicken with boiled carrots and white rice. It was so yummy sometimes I would forget to chew. After busy day and eating delicious dinner I was on 7th heaven! Gave mommy lots of thank you kisses and went to bed :) This is my happy day!
How Could You? By Jim Willis
How Could You?
By Jim Willis
When I was a puppy I entertained you with my antics and made you laugh. You called me your child and despite a number of chewed shoes and a couple of murdered throw pillows, I became your best friend. Whenever I was "bad," you'd shake your finger at me and ask "How could you?" - but then you'd relent and roll me over for a bellyrub.
My housetraining took a little longer than expected, because you were terribly busy, but we worked on that together. I remember those nights of nuzzling you in bed, listening to your confidences and secret dreams, and I believed that life could not be any more perfect. We went for long walks and runs in the park, car rides, stops for ice cream (I only got the cone because "ice cream is bad for dogs," you said), and I took long naps in the sun waiting for you to come home at the end of the day.
Gradually, you began spending more time at work and on your career, and more time searching for a human mate. I waited for you patiently, comforted you through heartbreaks and disappointments, never chided you about bad decisions, and romped with glee at your homecomings, and when you fell in love.
She, now your wife, is not a "dog person" - still I welcomed her into our home, tried to show her affection, and obeyed her. I was happy because you were happy. Then the human babies came along and I shared your excitement. I was fascinated by their pinkness, how they smelled, and I wanted to mother them, too. Only she and you worried that I might hurt them, and I spent most of my time banished to another room, or to a dog crate. Oh, how I wanted to love them, but I became a "prisoner of love."
As they began to grow, I became their friend. They clung to my fur and pulled themselves up on wobbly legs, poked fingers in my eyes, investigated my ears and gave me kisses on my nose. I loved everything about them and their touch - because your touch was now so infrequent - and I would have defended them with my life if need be.
I would sneak into their beds and listen to their worries and secret dreams. Together we waited for the sound of your car in the driveway. There had been a time, when others asked you if you had a dog, that you produced a photo of me from your wallet and told them stories about me. These past few years, you just answered "yes" and changed the subject. I had gone from being "your dog" to "just a dog," and you resented every expenditure on my behalf.
Now you have a new career opportunity in another city, and you and they will be moving to an apartment that does not allow pets. You've made the right decision for your "family," but there was a time when I was your only family.
I was excited about the car ride until we arrived at the animal shelter. It smelled of dogs and cats, of fear, of hopelessness. You filled out the paperwork and said "I know you will find a good home for her." They shrugged and gave you a pained look. They understand the realities facing a middle-aged dog or cat, even one with "papers." You had to pry your son's fingers loose from my collar as he screamed "No, Daddy! Please don't let them take my dog!" And I worried for him, and what lessons you had just taught him about friendship and loyalty, about love and responsibility, and about respect for all life. You gave me a goodbye pat on the head, avoided my eyes, and politely refused to take my collar and leash with you. You had a deadline to meet and now I have one, too.
After you left, the two nice ladies said you probably knew about your upcoming move months ago and made no attempt to find me another good home. They shook their heads and asked "How could you?"
They are as attentive to us here in the shelter as their busy schedules allow. They feed us, of course, but I lost my appetite days ago. At first, whenever anyone passed my pen, I rushed to the front, hoping it was you - that you had changed your mind - that this was all a bad dream...or I hoped it would at least be someone who cared, anyone who might save me. When I realized I could not compete with the frolicking for attention of happy puppies, oblivious to their own fate, I retreated to a far corner and waited.
I heard her footsteps as she came for me at the end of the day and I padded along the aisle after her to a separate room. A blissfully quiet room. She placed me on the table, rubbed my ears and told me not to worry. My heart pounded in anticipation of what was to come, but there was also a sense of relief. The prisoner of love had run out of days. As is my nature, I was more concerned about her. The burden which she bears weighs heavily on her and I know that, the same way I knew your every mood.
She gently placed a tourniquet around my foreleg as a tear ran down her cheek. I licked her hand in the same way I used to comfort you so many years ago. She expertly slid the hypodermic needle into my vein. As I felt the sting and the cool liquid coursing through my body, I lay down sleepily, looked into her kind eyes and murmured "How could you?"
Perhaps because she understood my dogspeak, she said "I'm so sorry." She hugged me and hurriedly explained it was her job to make sure I went to a better place, where I wouldn't be ignored or abused or abandoned, or have to fend for myself - a place of love and light so very different from this earthly place. With my last bit of energy, I tried to convey to her with a thump of my tail that my "How could you?" was not meant for her. It was you, My Beloved Master, I was thinking of. I will think of you and wait for you forever.
May everyone in your life continue to show you so much loyalty.
Hidden World of Puppy Mills on Oprah!
Please watch this show! You can view it on the link here: Click here to view the show
Finally the truth about Puppy Mills on Oprah show! I sure hope that it will reach a lot of people in U.S. For those who buy puppies in stores I hope it will change their minds! I cried throu the whole show but it is very informative and needs to be seen. Also please sign the pledge to stop puppy mills here is the link: Sign the pledge to stop puppy mills
10 Commandments for Pets
" The 10 Commandments for Pets "
1. My life is likely to last 10-15 years. Any separation from you will be painful for me.
Remember that before you get me.
2. Give me time to understand what you want from me.
3. Place your trust in me. It is crucial to my well-being.
4. Don’t be angry with me for long, and don’t lock me up as punishment.
You have your work, entertainment and friends. I have only you.
5. Talk to me sometimes. Even if I don’t understand your words, I understand your voice.
6. Be aware that however you treat me, I’ll never forget it.
7. Please don’t hit me. I can’t hit back, but I can bite and scratch and I really don’t want to do that.
8. Before you scold me for being uncooperative, obstinate or lazy, ask yourself if something might be bothering me.
Perhaps I’m not getting the right foods or I’ve been out in the sun too long or my heart is getting old and weak.
9. Take care of me when I get old. You too will grow old.
10. Go with me on difficult journeys. Never say, "I can’t bear to watch," or "Let it happen in my absence."
Everything is easier for me if you are there. Remember, I love you.
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