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I didn't come from a puppy mill!

November 3rd 2011 8:57 am
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It wasn't a puppy mill ... we all were owned by this old man who bought us to hunt. Irish Setters don't hunt but no one told him. I'm a field setter and we do hunt ... just not good.

Anyway, for the first 7 years of my life I had to fight for food and water with my 'cell-mates' ... some of whom were brothers or sisters or children. It was hell -- pure and simple. We were lucky to get out alive. We lived in a pen and were lucky if we were fed every day ... let alone twice a day. We were abused ... some of us worse than others.

The old man died and the family paid someone to come feed us and give us water ... but they only came every 4-5 days. We broke down the pen where we had all spent our lives and started foraging for food. I weighed 43 pounds when I was caught ... now I weigh 76.

Irish Setter Rescue eventually caught all 8 of us in March, 2010.

A puppy turned up a few months later ... Seamus lives with Roofus (who may or may not be his father). Roofus is still afraid of men ... over a year later.

Barked by: ♥Sophie Claire CGC (Dogster Member)

November 3rd 2011 at 4:05 pm

Sweet Pippi Girl! What a story you have to tell, but we are so very thankful that you now have a most wonderful furever home.




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