Since so many people are going to disagree with the opinions I am about to express, let me preface my remarks by offering up my official dog-lover credentials. You see, I am a huge fan of dogs. Adore them. For several years I did a lot of dog rescue, and we often had 4 dogs at a time staying with us, as I attempted to teach them manners and help the rescue groups place them in good homes. I have a soft spot for all stray dogs. and I love watching the Westminster Dog Show on TV. I've even been known to watch multiple episodes of "Breed All About It," back to back, as one of my own three beloved canine family members is nestled at my feet. In fact, I am such a bonafide dog geek that I have even attended weekend dog obedience competitions, just for the fun of watching the action. And to top it off, just last week I was invited to an actual pug wedding! Would someone who doesn't love dogs ever get invited to a pug wedding? I think not. So you see, I very clearly love dogs. I really do.
No, really.
But you know what? As much as I love dogs, I love baby humans a lot more, which is why I am utterly astounded that anyone believes that the family pet who this week snatched a Kentucky newborn from his crib, dragged him out of the house and into the woods, and fractured the baby's tiny skull as he literally gnawed on his head, should be allowed to live. If you haven't seen or read anything about this case, it's just as horrifying as the facts I've laid out above. There are no meaningful mitigating circumstances, really, although the dog was apparently part wolf, which makes him not exactly a dog, but not exactly a wild animal either. Quite a few people argue that this part-wolf angle should offer absolution for the dog's actions, instead of just a possible explanation. But I don't. The bottom line for me is that the animal, whatever his specific DNA profile, was a canine pet in a human household.
(The good news is that this very young baby - his parents had only brought him home from the hospital on the very day of the dog attack - may actually survive, which is downright miraculous. I will continue to pray for his complete recovery.)
I basically have a "one strike" rule when it comes to dogs and young humans. If any canine pet bites a child in a purposeful way, much less drags a baby out of his crib (!!) and into the woods like some horrible, unsanitized version of a Grimm Brothers' fairytale, that animal just bought himself a starring role in All Dogs Go to Heaven #32, as far as I am concerned.
Obviously, there are all kinds of reasons dogs bite, and there are all kinds of levels of bite seriousness, but I prefer not to split hairs when discussing this issue because, c'mon now, we all know a real dog bite or attack when we see one, the kind where the animal's obvious intent was to injure, kill, or in this case, possibly even eat a child (shudder). But the reasons why a dog bites a child are meaningless to me after the fact. Maybe the dog was scared. Maybe he was hungry. Maybe he had been abused. Maybe the child was pulling his tail. Maybe his adult owners had stupidly and cruelly bred and trained him to be aggressive. These factors may be interesting as we discuss the story, or helpful in offering veterinarians, dog behaviorists, public health officials and animal trainers new insight into how to prevent future dog bites and attacks, but I don't accept them as a mitigating factor when it comes to whether the specific biting dog in question needs to be put to sleep. And I am not just saying this, either, I've actually had a biting dog put down before, something that I am sure will make many canine activists even unhappier with me.
About 10 years ago, I adopted an elderly German Shepherd after her owner could no longer afford to keep her. Since we had small children in the house, we did a carefully observed trial run to see how she would do with kids. She seemed just fine, beyond fine. She was a total sweetie with lovely manners. All of my kids have been taught to treat dogs with respect and observe certain safety rules around dogs, but several months after the dog came to live with us, my toddler niece was visiting, and she innocently stuck her hand in the water bowl while the dog was having a drink, and before I could prevent it. What happened next came so fast that I didn't have time to do anything but watch in slowmo horror; in the blink of an eye, this previously gentle dog snarled at the baby and viciously snapped at her face just as my niece recoiled in fear. It was a miracle that the dog's teeth did not connect with my niece's cheek, where the dog went in for the bite, because if she had succeeded, my niece would have been seriously disfigured, possibly blinded or worse.
The next morning, I stood by the table at the vet's office, petting the dog and weeping as she gently drifted off to sleep for the last time. While I was genuinely torn up about having to do this - it still makes me very sad - I have no regrets, and I have never second guessed myself.
Once I knew it was possible under certain circumstances (and maybe others I wouldn't even have been aware of until something terrible happened) for the dog to purposely bite a child in a way clearly meant to inflict harm, I couldn't keep her in our home, and I could not in good conscience risk it happening again to some other child down the road. No matter how carefully I might have chosen a child-free home with experienced large dog owners in which to place her (as if such a thing is that easy to find for a 10 year old German Shepherd), I simply couldn't be sure that some child visiting the new owners, or accidentally straying into their yard to retrieve a ball or something, wouldn't be attacked.
Perhaps, you say, I was able to bring myself to do this only because I really hadn't known this dog more than a short time; I wasn't bonded with her in the way I am with one of the dogs who have shared my life for many years. While it's true that she wasn't a longtime member of our family, I know that I would make the same decision even if I'd raised the dog in question from puppyhood, and developed a deep attachment. It might be more painful for me to have a beloved dog euthanized, but I know I would still do what I consider to be the right thing.
Of course, responsible dog ownership means assuming to some degree that ANY dog is capable of biting, so it's important to keep an eye on all dog-young kid interactions. I get that. But again, in my way of thinking, if the worst happens, and a dog does hurt a child, human safety trumps dog's right to life. Always. However, a lot of people clearly feel otherwise, including all those who have now signed this petition trying to prevent the crib-snatching dog from being put to sleep. Astonishingly, the father of the injured baby tells the media he hopes the dog who nearly killed his newborn can be adopted out to a dog-savvy, childless owner, instead of euthanized. This is just hard for me to fathom. Could this father really live with himself if something like this happened to some other man's beloved child? Maybe the risk would be very low if the dog actually were living with a responsible owner with no children in the household, but could this father really feel secure that there was NO chance the dog wouldn't come into contact with a small child ever again? I don't think so.
The idea that it's ethical or safe to simply pass a dog who has shown himself to be capable of biting a child off to an owner who has no children himself strikes me as being similar to feeling okay about selling a car with unpredictable, intermittently faulty brakes to someone who claims to be a "really great driver," and who promises to avoid all steep hills as long as he owns the vehicle. Or like selling a gun that occasionally fires itself at random moments to a new owner who "really knows guns," and who offers assurances that he will never actually point the gun at anyone.
I also find it odd that many of the Americans who would argue passionately that humane euthanization of a single biting dog is cruel are the same people who routinely eat meat and wear leather. Because I'm pretty sure that the cow who gave up the Big Macs that many of those petition-signers had for lunch today never hurt a fly, and I know for a fact that Bossy the cow didn't meet her end by going gently into that good night while resting comfortably on a kind vet's examining table, with another compassionate human being patting her head. That's just not how they do it down on the factory farm these days.Objecting to the occasional euthanization of one animal when one routinely supports the wholesale salughter of other kinds of animals seems mixed up to me. (Yes, I eat meat and wear leather.)
So there you have it. I have laid out my zero tolerance policy when it comes to dogs biting children. Now I will steel myself for the inevitable onslaught of disagreement, as well as accusations that I don't understand dogs, or that I hate them altogether.
So let's get this party started. Oh, and has anyone called PETA yet to tell them of my heresy? If you do, please also let them know that I still refer to fish as" fish," rather than as "sea kittens,"
plus, I secretly believe that
the whole PETA schtick is actually a long-running, brilliantly played piece of performance art...
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