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Snuggled into your magnificent bulk lie your tiny, suckling babes.
Hard won, your precious trophies.
Long days, weeks, months of waiting, uncomfortable always.
Tummy problems, organs painfully & incessantly squeezed.
Hormones raging, moody, grumpy, you groan as you move
yet again to lie in peace.
You endure stoically, heroically,endlessly waiting.
Finally, it is time.
Strange smells assail you, the hard table beneath you, intrusive
blinding light!
You struggle with the mask, the gas, the knife starts it's slide,
the frightened, pleading, praying eyes of your beloved person
then...darkness.
Pain, pain, pain...
Then, whimpers, your babies crying.
Nothing will stop you from getting to those babies, nothing.
Snuggled into your magnificent bulk lie your tiny, suckling babes.
Hard won, your precious trophies!
Dear EBNers, many times looking into Cami's eyes (a retired breeder),
and being the beneficiary of her motherly love & comforting, I think of
the price these wonderful bullies pay to bring their little ones into the
world. We owe them an unpayable debt.
A remark that @TheLost made, of struggling to control his Molly, hearing
her babies and trying to get to them just broke my heart, thinking of all
the Mother Bully endures. So much sacrifice!
I know it's impossible yet the dream lives inside of me and I know, inside
all of you, that each Mother Bully is given the care she deserves and not
be overbred before retired and pampered in a loving, forever home.
That each precious puppy gets chosen by a kind, responsible & loving
owner that will do all that is required for their bully's optimum health &
happiness.
It is the Christmas Season, a time for hopes, dreams and miracles wished
for, prayers sent to Heaven and miracles happening.
And fulfilled.
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Hard won, your precious trophies.
Long days, weeks, months of waiting, uncomfortable always.
Tummy problems, organs painfully & incessantly squeezed.
Hormones raging, moody, grumpy, you groan as you move
yet again to lie in peace.
You endure stoically, heroically,endlessly waiting.
Finally, it is time.
Strange smells assail you, the hard table beneath you, intrusive
blinding light!
You struggle with the mask, the gas, the knife starts it's slide,
the frightened, pleading, praying eyes of your beloved person
then...darkness.
Pain, pain, pain...
Then, whimpers, your babies crying.
Nothing will stop you from getting to those babies, nothing.
Snuggled into your magnificent bulk lie your tiny, suckling babes.
Hard won, your precious trophies!
Dear EBNers, many times looking into Cami's eyes (a retired breeder),
and being the beneficiary of her motherly love & comforting, I think of
the price these wonderful bullies pay to bring their little ones into the
world. We owe them an unpayable debt.
A remark that @TheLost made, of struggling to control his Molly, hearing
her babies and trying to get to them just broke my heart, thinking of all
the Mother Bully endures. So much sacrifice!
I know it's impossible yet the dream lives inside of me and I know, inside
all of you, that each Mother Bully is given the care she deserves and not
be overbred before retired and pampered in a loving, forever home.
That each precious puppy gets chosen by a kind, responsible & loving
owner that will do all that is required for their bully's optimum health &
happiness.
It is the Christmas Season, a time for hopes, dreams and miracles wished
for, prayers sent to Heaven and miracles happening.
And fulfilled.
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