I bought a cute puppy at the pet store - Moe's story - by
Debbie Tovar
Moe's Picture Page
This story is in honor of
"Moe" who knows the truth about puppy mills.
Lady 1: Oh, you just have
to see my Papillion puppy that I bought at the pet store today! I walked in
there, and just had to have her. She is just too cute! I have papers on her
and everything. She was expensive, but look, there is a breeder's name on the
papers. I wasn't planning on a puppy, but I just couldn't turn her down!
Lady 2: Wow, I am looking
for a puppy. Maybe I will try that store. I heard that I should go to a
shelter or rescue. I could find a good breeder, but oh, that takes SO long. I
must say, your Papillion puppy is really cute. Do they take credit cards there?
Lady 1: Oh, yes, and they
don't ask where you live, or anything. They said my eight-week-old puppy is too
young to play with toys (editor's note: that was actually said at a pet store!),
so I didn't spend any money on those. But, be careful, ok? There was this
weird lady outside the store handing out some literature about puppy mills.
There were gross pictures of dogs living in horrible conditions. Well, I KNOW
my Papillion wasn't from one of those places. This store says they only use
'professional' breeders. (Fact: 99% or more of puppies purchased at a pet store
are from puppy mills).
And so...the story goes
for seven years, time after time. In a puppy mill in Kansas sits Moe. Who is
Moe? Moe is the father of many Papillion puppies sold in pet stores
across the country over the last seven years.
Here is Moe today:

He's kind of
cute isn't he? It looks like seven years in a puppy mill didn't hurt him at
all. Maybe for the first year or so, Moe dreamed about life somewhere over the
rainbow. At some point, he quit dreaming. But what is Moe's real story?
I first
heard about Moe on a Yahoo Papillion list two months ago. A rescuer named Mary
took in several abandoned puppy mill dogs. Mary runs a rescue/sanctuary in a
neighboring state. A couple of them were young (dumped because of
luxatting
patella’s) and were able to be adopted out quickly. The scars of never being
removed from a cage for anything other than mating weren't impressed on their
brains yet. The older ones were a different story. They are dumped when they
can no longer produce enough puppies or when they are too sick to mate. One of
those found a forever home but then was returned to the sanctuary. She doesn't
understand human affection, and doesn't get excited when someone walks in a
room. She won’t ever be a “normal” dog. It will take a special someone to
adopt her, and just love her, even though she may never love back.
Then there
is Moe. He is about seven years old. He is probably father to tons of
Papillion
puppies. He has beautiful eyes and a bit of a smile. So, why does everyone on
the list cheer and cry when Moe is mentioned? To put it simply, Moe is
un-adoptable, and any progress in his life is a miracle. Moe lives under the
drawer pictured there. Moe just sits and watches the world go by. Just leave
him alone, and he is happy. Moe was residing under the bed for a month, but
finally Mary said enough was enough, and boarded up the bottom of the bed. Moe
just packed himself up, and moved under a drawer. Moe will probably never trust
a human being. Moe becomes stiff as a board when picked up. After all, for
seven years, the only human contact he probably had was to be moved from one
crate to another. He isn't going to fall for Mary saying, “Moe, we love you.
You are important.” Moe's emotional state of mind isn't good at all. Oh, sure,
he's smart, you can see it in his eyes, but chances are there will never be any
trust, no understanding that some humans love their dogs. Yet all of us, who
know about Moe, pray that one day Mary will write that Moe responded to
affection. We still believe that miracle could happen.
You may look
at his picture, and say, he sure looks clean and white, and in good health.
Sure - with two months of hard work by Mary, he is getting there. Mary now has
the job of cleaning dried dirt and crusted skin from urine burns off his
stomach. After all, SEVEN years of no bath, no grooming, lying in pee and poop,
takes it toll. Moe apparently had garbage to eat, and no bones to play with.
Moe has absolutely no teeth left. They had to be pulled. Yet you say, “he's so
white!” Only after many baths in whitening shampoo did this little guy turn
white. While some dogs aren't crazy about baths, it was a horror for Moe at
first. Moe's only experience with water was when the cages were hosed
down...with the dogs in them. Moe's beautiful white hair was stained yellow
from pee. In case you find that hard to believe, here is the picture of Moe the
day he came into Mary's rescue and a picture of his extracted teeth and his now
healing belly.

Our Lovely Mo. The middle
picture is what was left of his teeth after years of eating store bought dog
food that wasn't any good for anything. The belly picture is of his raw belly.
It is raw because the puppymill where he lived DIDN'T care about him at all they
didn't even clean out his cage so his own pee wouldn't burn him.
Moe is one of the lucky former puppy mill
dogs. He's alive and in good hands. Many dogs rescued are so bug infested or
ill that it is necessary to end their life. Meanwhile, dogs like Moe and the
girls rescued with him, 'worked' for their whole lives producing puppies for the
American public that doesn't want to wait for a good breeder to breed her
champion dog, or doesn't want to get a dog from a rescue or
shelter "because we don't know the history." Yet, they will go to a pet store,
purchase a puppy, and never think twice about who the parents of the puppy
really are.
Back to our ladies:
Lady 2: It says here, your
puppy was born in Kansas (nothing against Kansas, there are puppy mills in
Wisconsin too!). Have you thought about looking up your puppy's parents on your
next vacation?
Lady 1: No, why? I am
sure her Mom is lying by a fire tonight, and Dad is probably close by. Maybe
they just had a litter of puppies. Can't you imagine her on a doggy bed with
those puppies? Meanwhile, Moe sits under his drawer, and says, “Lady, I am
your puppy's Dad, and I paid a high price in life so you could have your
puppy. “
Lady 2: Yeah, you are
right. With that cute a puppy, their parents must have been champions and
leading the good life..........
Moe can't speak for
himself. He needs us to pass on his story. All of these dogs have been
neutered or spayed, so that they will not have to re-live the horror again of
their previous life.
Please, if you want a
puppy (older dogs are great too!), go to a shelter or rescue. These are NOT
second-class puppies and dogs. They need homes. If you are in love with a
certain breed, there are breed rescues that are filled with pure-bred dogs (even
though we think our Mutts are just as great!) If you want a purebred puppy, we
can provide with information on how to go about seeking a good breeder.
Mary, Moe's caretaker has
given permission to pass on Moe's story. Should there be miracles happening in
Moe's life, I will be sure to update his story. Mary runs the Stickneys’ Toy
Breed Retirement Sanctuary, in Cortland, Nebraska,
www.petfinder.com/shelters/NE28.html.
One month later: What is the
most natural thing in the world for a dog to do? To play and run in the grass,
of course. For Moe, there is a question of wondering if he has ever seen or
felt grass. Maybe in his very early days, or maybe not. Maybe he did spend
every single day of his life in a cage. Now Mary, the owner of the rescue takes
Moe outside. She holds him close. Is Moe happy to be outside? Probably not.
Mary gets pee'd on. A few days later Mary places Moe in an exercise pen in the
yard. Moe just sits and shakes wondering what that weird green stuff is under
his feet. Maybe some day, Moe will run in the grass, or maybe not. It's our
dream that it will happen. Unfortunately, soon, Moe is going to have another
new experience, and he might wonder what happened to the green grass. Soon,
there will be a bit of white stuff on the ground called snow. Added note: it is
now thought that Moe may be a lot older than originally thought. We can only
hope he will live long enough to have some joy near the end of his life, and be
able to accept the love he is given.
Update 12/18/2005
I have been bringing Moe up on the bed with us at night , while we watch TV. He is not to sure about it, but he hasn't pee'd on me.
He is looking good
and feeling good. He is still very afraid of being reached for and picked
up all though he does calm down once up on my lap. He is also still very
afraid of running water. The only way I can give him a good bath is to
take him in the tub with me.

Moes first Xmas.. Moe doesn't play and doesn't like blankets yet , so he
got a big bowl of warm puree chicken. He has no teeth so its easier for
him to eat if we puree it for him. It was a beautiful day so I drug him
outside.


Update 01/19/2006
It has taken 7 long months , one month for each year he was in that cage , but today a miracle happened. I got home and Kim told me that Moe had
came out in the Living Room on his own. He came out once for a
few minutes and another time for 20 minutes and the third time he sat on the dog blanket that has the toys on it for an HOUR.