UPDATE: It seems that several links from the original story are no longer available. I am removing them from the links below. Please see:
I added additional links at the bottom, as well.
I have been involved in the world of dogs for almost as long as I can remember. I spent the first 13 years of my life begging my parents for a dog, and then the rest of my life sharing my house, my heart, and my bed with the various dogs I have been fortunate enough to have.
To say I am a dog nut is an understatement. I am their food slave and love giver and they are my everything. I have shown dogs. I rescue dogs. I ran a breed club’s rescue for several years.
Few things sicken me more than people flocking to PETA because they love animals, because too few people know what PETA’s agenda is. It is not to protect animals. It is to ensure that you never own a Spot of Fluffy. They would rather kill an animal than have it “owned”.
When I showed dogs (about 15 years ago), there was a rabid part of PETA, people who would go to dog shows and release dogs from their crates because crating a dog was cruel. Two times, those dogs ran off and were hit by cars. That was not disturbing to the people who released them. It was better dead than owned.
I happened upon a series of articles last year concerning PETA and, for those who are so inclined, I suggest you read about this supposed do-good organization.
Nobody does the euthanasia thing quite like PETA, Ingrid Newkirk’s vaunted animal-rights organization. After long being dismissed as an outrageous slander — just another right-wing slur — this gruesome truth has finally gained traction in the mainstream press: PETA’s headquarters in Norfolk has the highest kill rate in the nation. A rescued pet has the same chances of surviving PETA’s sanctuary as it does of receiving genuine love and affection from Michael Vick.
This isn’t my opinion: It is a legally documented fact. In 2011, PETA killed 97 per cent of the animals delivered into its care.
PETA, for reasons near impossible to comprehend, decided to devote itself to precisely the treachery that inspired Newkirk’s mission in the first place. Her organization now routinely takes in animals, with the gentle lie that it intends to re-home them. It then exterminates them. Generally within twenty-four hours. All of them.
Correction: almost all. Some lucky 3 percent managed to escape PETA’s euthanasia machine last year. How these blessed few got chosen is an interesting question in itself. While we are being precise: the workers at that first shelter were not in fact treacherous — they did not lie about their intentions. They were less vicious than the organization that Newkirk founded in response to their blithe slaughter.
If you intern at PETA’s headquarters in Norfolk, you are expected to condone the killing of shelter animals. On the official application (which you can download here), the only question that requires a response longer than a couple of factual words is:
Have a look at our Web site, review our stance on euthanasia, and let me know if you agree or disagree with it and why.
This is not an organization that an animal lover wants to be associated with.