Now, it's a very easy thing to get a pet. Moreover, with the growing number of breeders and breeders, the prices of these pets have become extremely low, and most people, if they so wish, have access to one of their favorite pets by various means. And for the cats and pups who are about to be brought home, most of them still love it and fantasize about the good things that follow. And all of this seems to be constantly telling people that raising pets is a wonderful start.
But behind these beautiful and happy things, there are few who care about the fate of the breeding animals that continue to breed, bringing to them the fate of these pups. Since pet reproduction does not require corresponding qualifications, and everyone is free to reproduce their pets as long as they are willing, many people also look forward to a split of them when they see their markets boom, so that, as the pet market expands, the number of breeders is growing.
Among these farmers are those who are both regular, those who want to win with quality and, in many cases, those who do. At the same time, because of the lack of effective management and the particular confusion in the pet reproduction market, many people, in order to reap as much benefits as possible, have chosen to breed certain types of pets when they are popular. And once they are no longer flattered, or have lost their reproductive capacity because of overproduction, whatever benefits they have ever brought to their owners, they will end up in the fate of being abandoned, and most breeding cats and dogs will end up being sold by ruthless breeders...
Moreover, once they begin to lose their value, often before they are sold, some black-hearted breeders often do not attend to them, even if they are breastfeeding, and tend to the young cats and dogs that they have used all their means to breed. There are even many breeders who, because of their reluctance to spend more, may even be packed and sold in a car when their acceptance in the market starts to decline.
This day, a good-hearted sister, who regularly rescues vagrant animals, received a call from a good-hearted local cyber friend who informed her that a farm near their vagrant animal rescue base had recently phased out a large number of dogs and that, according to the news received by the friend, the farm was likely to close down because of economic problems. As a result, the dogs were left unattended after they were eliminated. Without knowing how long the breeders are hungry, and fearing that they will be too long, the dogs may starve or die of thirst.
Having received this information, the older sister, who also wanted to rescue them, had to raise funds in various places, considering that it would have to cost a lot of money to buy the dogs, and given the economic stress on her homeless animal rescue base. In the process of raising funds, there is also some dissatisfaction with the way in which older women spend money to rescue the breeders, and it is argued that such behaviour is actually contributing to their behaviour. But when I saw the helpless look of the dogs, I couldn't help but give them up, so when I had enough money, I came with my friends to tell them about the farm.
When she enters the farm, she is glad to see the reproductive dogs, who are hungry for some time, swaying their tails and looking at her thirst. Because my sister knows that if they don't get here, the dogs are basically sent to the doghouse by the farmers to kill and eat meat, whether they're adult dogs or those pups... So, I let the breeders count the dogs, check their condition, and figure out how to put them.
When my sister examined the dogs in the farm, suddenly a skinny golden hair dog carrying a clean and licked pot drew her attention to their food. Because there are three little blondes behind this golden dog. Moreover, after my sister's approach, the golden hair drops down and looks at her, begging her to give her some food to feed her children...
When I saw the scene, I felt a lot worse, and once I counted the dogs and set the price with the breeder, I asked my colleagues to put the dogs in their car and then paid for them and took them back to the rescue base. However, taking them back is only the beginning of relief. Since it was unknown whether the dogs were infected and whether they could then be adopted by people, after taking them back, my sister was busy keeping them separate. It was only that the golden hair and its three children died of illness after it was too late for help, and one of them died shortly after he arrived at the aid base.
Maybe that's why, in the days that follow, the golden hair dog is more fond of its two remaining children, and whenever she pitys her, gives her some ham and sausages or something, it always takes them to her children, and then, when the children finish, it eats the rest, even though the bones are as thin as wood, which also seems hungry.