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I worked this past weekend at the Stanislaus County Animal Shelter. It was part of a program I was in; I’m all done now to say the least.  It was a good experience.  I scooped up dog and cat crap for two days.  The animals are adorable, but I made a conscious decision not to get attached.  I can only imagine working there.  The way they talk about putting the animals down is so ….. disconnected.  I almost think that they should have people who hate (maybe not hate, but “don’t care for”) animals work there.  Hate animals, but are humane.  It’s no place for an animal lover.

Dog shows and PetSmart are places for animal lovers.  The shelter is a jail/purgatory leading to death. It sucks.

I respect the people who work there.

While I was waiting for my friend to pick me up after work there, I was thinking how it would turn my stomach to watch people come in and “choose” a pet.  The petty reasons to choose between one and the other.  The only consolation is that someone actually is there to take one away from that place.
When I was cleaning out the Quarantine area, I watched a worker draga dog from it’s cage while the other dog’s barked.  I don’t know if those dogs get put down right out of there, but I think the other dogs think they do.  They bark and howl and whine.  Like they know what’s going to happen.  Maybe I’m being too dramatic, maybe they are just jealous they aren’t out. That’s it.

I was shocked, and then quickly unsurprised by the fact that their budget has been cut back so dramatically.  They can’t run the A/C.  Ventilation is crappy there.  It’s probably not healthy for the workers, much less the animals.

Some of the “police officers” are douche-bags. Probably bitter about the fact they are made fun of for being “fake cops.” Whatever.

The people there like animals more then they do people.  I can relate.  I generally don’t like people.  I do like animals.

Some of the guys I worked with were idiots. Teasing the pit bulls and instigating fights with them.  They were considerably bigger than me and probably strung out so all I could do was not encourage them or not laugh when they looked to me for approval after either spraying the dog with water for no reason or scaring the shit out of it in some other ridiculous matter.

Guy’s like that have small peckers. I can tell immediately about someone who treats animals like crap.  I feel bad for there wives and kids.  Maybe they don’t manifest those qualities in their “human relationships,”  but they obviously have some insecurity issues.  I’d like to see the gate separating the dog and person magically disappear one time and watch the gang-banger or idiot piss his pants and run for safety.

Anyway.

Like I said. Whatever!