Tag: rescue

  • How Dare You Blame Our Heroes For GrenFell Tower

    Phil Camp took to Facebook to rant but equally say something many of us are feeling.

    Camp wrote:

    How dare they,

    How bloody dare they,

    ….try to blame those that came to rescue

    How bloody dare they,

    ….look for a scapegoat for those that died in Grenfell Tower!

    Stay put was good advice, yes it bloody was…in the way Grenfell was originally designed!

    But those disgusting local government officials who sanctioned cosmetic changes made everything that happened in a major fire a game changer! That “Stay Put” advice was right, but now defunct!

    Brave men and women

    Caring men and women

    Family men and women

    …and this enquiry wants to demonize them!

    How dare you bloody media

    How dare you Government flunkeys

    If your not careful you will have highly trained individuals from the emergency services and military being blamed for doing their jobs (during the troubles in NI)…on your streets, confronting your disgraceful judgments.

    So be careful, and hang your head in shame before you go too far!

    Be very careful…..

    Leave our genuine, selfless hero’s alone…persue them and you will have a problem like you have never seen before!

    Your now on notice!

    The Grenfell Tower fire broke out on 14 June 2017 in the 24-storey Grenfell Tower block of public housing flats in North Kensington, Royal Borough of Kensington and Chelsea, West London. It caused 72 deaths, out of the 293 people in the building.

     Grenfell tower was built in 1974, as part of the first phase of the Lancaster West Estate.

    Floors: 24

    Height: 67 m

    Opened: 1974

    Construction started: 1972

    Renovated: 2016

    Stats Credit Wikipedia

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  • Pretty Much Dead From The Moment They Walked In

    The shelter manager’s letter:

    “I am posting this (and it is long) because I think our society needs a huge wake-up call.

    As a shelter manager, I am going to share a little insight with you all – a view from the inside, if you will.

    Maybe if you saw the life drain from a few sad, lost, confused eyes, you would change your mind about breeding and selling to people you don’t even know – that puppy you just sold will most likely end up in my shelter when it’s not a cute little puppy anymore.

    How would you feel if you knew that there’s about a 90% chance that dog will never walk out of the shelter it is going to be dumped at – purebred or not! About 50% of all of the dogs that are “owner surrenders” or “strays” that come into my shelter are purebred dogs.

    No shortage of excuses

    The most common excuses I hear are:

    We are moving and we can’t take our dog (or cat).

    Really? Where are you moving to that doesn’t allow pets?

    The dog got bigger than we thought it would.

    How big did you think a German Shepherd would get?

    We don’t have time for her.

    Really? I work a 10-12 hour day and still have time for my 6 dogs!

    She’s tearing up our garden.

    How about bringing her inside, making her a part of your family?

    They always tell me:

    We just don’t want to have to stress about finding a place for her. We know she’ll get adopted – she’s a good dog. Odds are your pet won’t get adopted, and how stressful do you think being in a shelter is?

    Well, let me tell you. Dead pet walking!

    Your pet has 72 hours to find a new family from the moment you drop it off, sometimes a little longer if the shelter isn’t full and your dog manages to stay completely healthy.

    If it sniffles, it dies.

    Your pet will be confined to a small run / kennel in a room with about 25 other barking or crying animals. It will have to relieve itself where it eats and sleeps. It will be depressed and it will cry constantly for the family that abandoned it.

    If your pet is lucky, I will have enough volunteers that day to take him / her for a walk. If I don’t, your pet won’t get any attention besides having a bowl of food slid under the kennel door and the waste sprayed out of its pen with a high-powered hose.

    If your dog is big, black or any of the “bully” breeds (pit bull, rottweiler, mastiff, etc) it was pretty much dead when you walked it through the front door. Those dogs just don’t get adopted.

    If your dog doesn’t get adopted within its 72 hours and the shelter is full, it will be destroyed.

    If the shelter isn’t full and your dog is good enough, and of a desirable enough breed, it may get a stay of execution, though not for long. Most pets get very kennel protective after about a week and are destroyed for showing aggression. Even the sweetest dogs will turn in this environment.

    If your pet makes it over all of those hurdles, chances are it will get kennel cough or an upper respiratory infection and will be destroyed because shelters just don’t have the funds to pay for even a £100 treatment.

    The grim reaper

    Here’s a little euthanasia 101 for those of you that have never witnessed a perfectly healthy, scared animal being “put-down”.

    First, your pet will be taken from its kennel on a leash. They always look like they think they are going for a walk – happy, wagging their tails. That is, until they get to “The Room”.

    Every one of them freaks out and puts on the breaks when we get to the door. It must smell like death, or they can feel the sad souls that are left in there. It’s strange, but it happens with every one of them. Your dog or cat will be restrained, held down by 1 or 2 vet techs (depending on their size and how freaked out they are). A euthanasia tech or a vet will start the process. They find a vein in the front leg and inject a lethal dose of the “pink stuff”. Hopefully your pet doesn’t panic from being restrained and jerk its leg. I’ve seen the needles tear out of a leg and been covered with the resulting blood, and been deafened by the yelps and screams.

    They all don’t just “go to sleep” – sometimes they spasm for a while, gasp for air and defecate on themselves.

    When it all ends, your pet’s corpse will be stacked like firewood in a large freezer in the back, with all of the other animals that were killed, waiting to be picked up like garbage.

    What happens next? Cremated? Taken to the dump? Rendered into pet food? You’ll never know, and it probably won’t even cross your mind. It was just an animal, and you can always buy another one, right?

    Liberty, freedom and justice for all

    I hope that those of you that have read this are bawling your eyes out and can’t get the pictures out of your head. I do everyday on the way home from work. I hate my job, I hate that it exists and I hate that it will always be there unless people make some changes and realize that the lives you are affecting go much farther than the pets you dump at a shelter.

    Between 9 and 11 MILLION animals die every year in shelters and only you can stop it. I do my best to save every life I can but rescues are always full, and there are more animals coming in everyday than there are homes.

    My point to all of this is DON’T BREED OR BUY WHILE SHELTER PETS DIE!

    Hate me if you want to – the truth hurts and reality is what it is.

    I just hope I maybe changed one person’s mind about breeding their dog, taking their loving pet to a shelter, or buying a dog. I hope that someone will walk into my shelter and say “I saw this thing on Facebook and it made me want to adopt”.

    That would make it all worth it.”

    Author unknown

  • Child Abuser Gets His Penis Ripped Off

    A shocked mother arrived home in the early hours in March Last year to find her partner of two years unconscious on her nine-year old daughters bedroom floor.

    Lachlan Nguyen of Port Lincoln, Australia aged 27 was rushed to hospital with life threatening injuries to his torso, hands and genitals.

    The mother Alice Brown had to stay at home with nine-year old Mia, the police arrived to take Mias statement to find out what had happened to her soon to be stepfather.

    Mia was visibly shaken and very tearful her mother said, Mia sat teary eyed cuddled up to her mother, Mia finally explained what had happened.

    “Lachlan touches me, he hurts me all the time, he makes me do things I don’t like, things that grown ups do”.

    The police asked Mia if she had hurt Lachlan and she replied, “no I screamed and begged him to stop, normally Barney is tied up back but I let him off tonight,Barney saved me”.

    Barney is the families guard dog a four-year old Bullmastiff, Barney had heard the girls screams and leapt through the bedroom window biting Lachlans penis, tearing it off in the process.

    Lachlan had tried to fight the dog off receiving bites to his hands and body, once Lachlan had stopped moving Barney released him and walked over to Mia for a quick cuddle before going back outside where he knew he was meant to be.

    Lachlan was eventually prosecuted for sexual assault on a minor but his punishment was already dished out by a loyal and loving dog protecting his innocent friend.

    Mia is getting the support she needs from her mother and school and knowing she has he best friend Barney to protect is the best.

    Barney isn’t allowed to leave the family home without a muzzle on and isn’t allowed in the house but that doesn’t stop Mia and Alice from giving him all the love and thanks he deserves.

     

     

  • SIDS…A Story Of Survival

    I was always under the illusion that cot death/SIDS only struck babies under 3 months of age.

    I always thought that if i didn’t smoke, didn’t have toys in the cot, had a new cot mattress, had my baby at the foot of the cot, and followed all advise to prevent it my child would be safe.

    On November 17th 2010 at 1:30pm i put my very tired 7 month old son Elijah down for his nap, i didn’t want him grumpy on the school run, he was tired and teething so needed a little sleep.

    At around 2pm my little dog Sinder became agitated and barking frantically, me not having a clue tried to calm down the dog, she wouldn’t stop and was scratching at my son bedroom door.

    I looked in on my baby, my tiny sweet little lad was lifeless, lips were blue his eyes were closed, he didn’t move.

    I grabbed Elijah out of the cot and then I stopped being his mum, he wasn’t my son, he became my patient, I cut off all emotions, I went into first aid mode.

    I did CPR and rescue breathes, I didn’t have time to call for an ambulance i was alone and scared.

    It took me 10 minutes of robotic movements, a cold woman just going through her previous training hoping to see a sign of life.

    My baby screamed!!! He screamed in away ive never before heard.

    I then realised I hadn’t even called an Ambulance, after doing so I phoned my friend and asked her to have my 3 year old son who was still at nursery.

    I didn’t pick up my baby,I didn’t cry,I didn’t feel, I waited for the paramedics in silence.

    On route to the hospital I just stared into space, phoned Elijah’s Father and told him to meet me at Colchester Hospital and hung up, I couldn’t say what happened because in my mind I didn’t know I didn’t feel anything, i was in shock.

    We arrived at the hospital and Elijah’s Dad and Nan where waiting for us, once he was with the experts and his dad I decided to step outside to get some air.

    Now I knew my son was safe I was free to feel, the second I stepped outside I broke down into hysterical tears, dropped to the floor and felt guilt, fear, relief, i replayed everything that had happened in my head and was scared.

    How had this happened?

    What did I do wrong?

    Why didn’t I pick him up?

    Why didn’t I cry, how could i have felt so numb?

    Obviously I now know had I felt, had I cried, had I thought for more than a second I would have panicked and my son may not be here today.

    Elijah had to have numerous tests and then the heart breaking realisation that he had to have an X-ray to see if I had broken any of his ribs, and worse knowing that I couldn’t go in with him as I was 4 months pregnant with his baby sister.

    Elijah spent sometime in hospital having bloods taken, sleep analysis and his father being trained in resuscitation.

    Elijah is now 7 and every year I am thankful that I still have my amazing boy still with me, had I not known how to revive a baby things could have been very different.

    I make sure all my family members and anyone who babysits has knowledge of basic first aid, if you can’t get on a course to learn how to revive a baby and child, how to clear an airway etc please go to the library and get out a book, even watch YouTube videos, download and print off have step by step guide and keep it on your fridge it could one day save someone you love. XGemx

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