Showing posts with label kill shelter. Show all posts
Showing posts with label kill shelter. Show all posts

Sunday, March 15, 2009

ACTION ALERT for Brevard County FL. shelters









***ACTION ALERT*****Cross Post!!***

Please Contact County Manager Stockton Whitten at 321-633-2010 to Ask for Change!
Most of you have heard by now about the recent distemper outbreak in the Brevard County South Shelter. It is believed that this occurred because dogs were not being vaccinated upon entry to the shelter and the kennels were not being disinfected properly.
Many of you already know that the county shelters are in bad shape due to mismanagement. Sure, the cat and dog adoption floors look nice, but in the back, it is a different story. Many of you have heard the stories about the mistreatment and bad conditions at the shelter. There are many people that say this is cruelty. You've heard about dogs stuck in kennels on hard floors with no blankets and the freezing cold nights. There is no heating or A/C system for the dogs in the back (which is the majority of the dogs). You may have also heard that Brevard Animal Services has failed to keep records properly (as shown in a previous county audit).
Recently, I have come across pictures and information about what is going on in the South Animal Care Center's euthanasia room. While we all understand that euthanasia is necessary in some cases, we also understand that it must be conducted HUMANELY with as little pain, suffering, and stress as possible to the animals facing euthanasia.
I have attached pictures to this email that show the euthanasia room. When I first saw these pictures, I asked myself a few questions. 1.) Why are live animals stacked up in cages in this nasty room as they wait to die? 2.) Why aren't the bodies being disposed of properly? 3.) Why are animals being killed in front of each other? and 4.) Why is that black lab dead in his cage? You would not put a euthanized animal back into his cage.
The Shelter Manager is ultimately responsible for what happens at the South Animal Shelter.
If what is happening at the shelters bothers you as much as it bothers me, please speak up and send this email around. County tax dollars pay for this shelter, and you can demand for it to be run appropriately with a good Shelter Manager that will clean up this mess that the current administration has made.
Please contact the County Manager, Mr. Stockton Whitten. He is ultimately responsible for the staff at the shelter and he is the only one with the power to make changes. You can be a Voice and leave a comment to say you want change in the county shelters. This problem has been completely ignored for long enough!
You can CALL Mr. Whitten at 321-633-2010
*Please be polite, as always.


A zoomed in view of these photos showed some papers that clearly indicated these pictures were taken at South Animal Care Center in Melbourne, FL..

Pictures speak louder than words and here's the proof....Please help us help them.




Saturday, January 17, 2009

COUNTY COMMISSIONER PUBLIC AGENDA MEETING FOR BREVARD NO KILL

************ATTENTION BREVARD COUNTY, FL. RESIDENTS***************

PENCIL IN THIS DATE FEBRUARY 03, 2009
THE MEETING WILL BE HELD IN THE BOARD ROOM, BREVARD COUNTY GOV'T CENTER AT
2725 JUDGE FRAN JAMIESON WAY, VIERA. IT IS BUILDING. C , THE ONLY THREE STORY BUILDING ON THE FIRST FLOOR.
THE MEETING BEGINS AT 9 AM, HOWEVER NEW BUSINESS IS HELD TOWARDS THE END OF THE MEETING AND THE AGENDA HASN’T
BEEN DEVELOPED YET.
WE MIGHT BE HEARD IN THE MORNING IF THE AGENDA IS SHORT AND WE MAY NOT.
THIS IS BEST I CAN GIVE YOU RIGHT NOW, PLEASE SHOW YOUR SUPPORT FOR MAKING MUCH NEEDED CHANGE FOR THE 2
COUNTY SHELTERS, SOUTH ANIMAL CARE CENTER IN MELBOURNE AND NORTH ANIMAL CARE CENTER IN TITUSVILLE
PUBLIC AND RESCUER SUPPORT IS TREMENDOUSLY NEEDED TO ACCOMPLISH THIS FOLKS!!
AS INFO IS UPDATED, I WILL ALSO SEND ON, PLEASE ALSO VISIT THE BREVARD NO KILL COALITION SITE www.brevardnokill.org
HOPE TO SEE MANY THERE. WE MUST PACK THE BUILDING WITH OUR SUPPORT FOR THE SHELTER ANIMALS OF BREVARD COUNTY!

Monday, November 24, 2008

Heres your chance to make a difference!!!!!

ATTENTION Brevard Residents.........

NO KILL Group Needs Your Telephone Support

TOPIC: NO KILL Shelter for Brevard

When: Tuesday November 25, 2008

Where: Talk Show Host Bill Mick of WMMB 1240
and 1350 RADIO

Time: 6:00 AM

Guest Speaker:
SCOTT ELLIS, BREVARD COUNTY CLERK of COURT,
will be speaking live. Mr. Ellis loves animals and will be
representing the NO KILL Coalition of Brevard.

Telephone : 321-768-1240
Wireless Phones: 1240

Tomorrow morning will be our chance to shine!!!.. Please
make your phone calls showing you support a new NO
KILL Shelter which is so desperately needed in Brevard.
Demand change for SACC and NACC, show your support
and voice your ideas. Make Bill Mick and the residents of
Brevard aware of the goings on. Please help us by lettting
them know it's time for change. Make those calls, keep
those lines busy........Become a part of the VOICE.



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Thursday, November 13, 2008

I hope you have a box of tissues handy...........

I found this on one of my boards yesterday and felt it should be passed on.........Spaying and neutering your pets should be made mandatory in every state. Become a part of the solution!
Definition for the word S-H-E-L-T-E-R............Something that gives protection. Are your shelters doing that?

I have edited this letter to protect the individual who wrote it....
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Yes, I Gas Dogs and Cats for a Living. I ' m an Animal Control officer in a very small town in ---------------------- . I ' m in my mid ---------------, and have been working for the town in different positions since high school.

There is not much work here, and working for the county provides good pay and benefits for a person like me without a higher education. I ' m the person you all write about how horrible I am.

I ' m the one that gasses the dogs and cats and makes them suffer. I ' m the one that pulls their dead corpses out smelling of Carbon Monoxide and throws them into green plastic bags. But I ' m also the one that hates my job and hates what I have to do.

First off, all you people out there that judge me, don ' t. God is judging me, and I know I ' m going to Hell. Yes, I ' m going to hell. I wont lie, it ' s despicable, cold, cruel and I feel like a serial killer. I ' m not all to blame, if the law would mandate spay and neuter, lots of these dogs and cats wouldn ' t be here for me to gas. I ' m the devil, I know it, but I want you people to see that there is another side to me the devil Gas Chamber man. The shelter usually gasses on Friday morning.

Friday ' s are the day that most people look forward to, this is the day that I hate, and wish that time will stand still on Thursday night. Thursday night, late, after nobody ' s around, my friend and I go through a fast food line, and buy 50 dollars worth of cheeseburgers and fries, and chicken. I ' m not allowed to feed the dogs on Thursday, for I ' m told that they will make a mess in the gas chamber, and why waste the food.

So, Thursday night, with the lights still closed, I go into the saddest room that anyone can every imagine, and let all the doomed dogs out out their cages.

I have never been bit, and in all my years doing this, the dogs have never fought over the food. My buddy and I, open each wrapper of cheeseburger and chicken sandwich, and feed them to the skinny, starving dogs.

They swallow the food so fast, that I don ' t believe they even taste it. There tails are wagging, and some don ' t even go for the food, they roll on their backs wanting a scratch on their bellys. They start running, jumping and kissing me and my buddy. They go back to their food, and come back to us. All their eyes are on us with such trust and hope, and their tails wag so fast, that I have come out with black and blues on my thighs.. They devour the food, then it ' s time for them to devour some love and peace. My buddy and I sit down on the dirty, pee stained concrete floor, and we let the dogs jump on us. They lick us, they put their butts in the air to play, and they play with each other. Some lick each other, but most are glued on me and my buddy.

I look into the eyes of each dog. I give each dog a name.

They will not die without a name.

I give each dog 5 minutes of unconditional love and touch.

I talk to them, and tell them that I ' m so sorry that tomorrow they will die a gruesome, long, torturous death at the hands of me in the gas chamber.

Some tilt their heads to try to understand.

I tell them, that they will be in a better place, and I beg them not to hate me.

I tell them that I know I ' m going to hell, but they will all be playing with all the dogs and cats in heaven.

After about 30 minutes, I take each dog individually, into their feces filled concrete jail cell, and pet them and scratch them under their chins. Some give me their paw, and I just want to die. I just want to die. I close the jail cell on each dog, and ask them to forgive me. As my buddy and I are walking out, we watch as every dog is smiling at us and them don ' t even move their heads. They will sleep, with a full belly, and a false sense of security.

As we walk out of the doomed dog room, my buddy and I go to the cat room.

We take our box, and put the very friendly kittens and pregnant cats in our box. The shelter doesn ' t keep tabs on the cats, like they do the dogs.

As I hand pick which cats are going to make it out, I feel like I ' m playing God, deciding whose going to live and die.

We take the cats into my truck, and put them on blankets in the back.

Usually, as soon as we start to drive away, there are purring cats sitting on our necks or rubbing against us.

My buddy and I take our one way two hour trip to a county that is very wealthy and they use injection to kill animals.

We go to exclusive neighborhoods, and let one or two cats out at a time.

They don ' t want to run, they want to stay with us. We shoo them away, which makes me feel sad.

I tell them that these rich people will adopt them, and if worse comes to worse and they do get put down, they will be put down with a painless needle being cradled by a loving veterinarian. After the last cat is free, we drive back to our town.

It ' s about 5 in the morning now, about two hours until I have to gas my best friends.

I go home, take a shower, take my 4 anti-anxiety pills and drive to work.. I don ' t eat, I can ' t eat. It ' s now time, to put these animals in the gas chamber. I put my ear plugs in, and when I go to the collect the dogs, the dogs are so excited to see me, that they jump up to kiss me and think they are going to play.

I put them in the rolling cage and take them to the gas chamber. They know. They just know. They can smell the death.. They can smell the fear. They start whimpering, the second I put them in the box. The boss tells me to squeeze in as many as I can to save on gas. He watches. He knows I hate him, he knows I hate my job. I do as I ' m told. He watches until all the dogs, and cats (thrown in together) are fighting and screaming. The sounds is very muffled to me because of my ear plugs. He walks out, I turn the gas on, and walk out.

I walk out as fast as I can. I walk into the bathroom, and I take a pin and draw blood from my hand. Why? The pain and blood takes my brain off of what I just did. In 40 minutes, I have to go back and unload the dead animals. I pray that none survived, which happens when I overstuff the chamber. I pull them out with thick gloves, and the smell of carbon monoxide makes me sick. So does the vomit and blood, and all the bowel movements. I pull them out, put them in plastic bags.

They are in heaven now, I tell myself. I then start cleaning up the mess, the mess, that YOU PEOPLE are creating by not spay or neutering your animals. The mess that YOU PEOPLE are creating by not demanding that a vet come in and do this humanely. You ARE THE TAXPAYERS, DEMAND that this practice STOP!

So, don ' t call me the monster, the devil, the gasser, call the politicians, the shelter directors, and the county people the devil. Heck, call the governor, tell him to make it stop.

As usual, I will take sleeping pills tonight to drown out the screams I heard in the past, before I discovered the ear plugs. I will jump and twitch in my sleep, and I believe I ' m starting to hallucinate.

This is my life. Don ' t judge me. Believe me, I judge myself enough.
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If you are a Brevard resident and believe in animal rights and would like to help us change how are animals are being treated in our shelters please join our online group..........

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Wednesday, September 24, 2008

URGENT! Zeke, 2 yr. old Pit in Kill Shelter

PLEASE CROSS POST

FLORIDA: URGENT- ZEKE....This is a high Kill Shelter

PLEASE HELP SPREAD THE WORD!
Zeke is an absolute sweetheart! He is about 2 years old, pit bull mix, up to date with shots,
heartworm negative, and will be neutered upon adoption. He has been at shelter for so long & needs to find a loving home ASAP!
This boy is VERY calm, gentle, & walks excellent on the leash!
He was found by animal control several weeks ago & nobody came looking for him. He has a gorgeus light brindle coat! If you can rescue or adopt Zeke...........
Please contact:

SOUTH ANIMAL CARE & ADOPTION CENTER
5100 W Eau Gallie BLVD
321-253-6608
or contact Christina for more information:
rnestor@cfl.rr.com

See other listings from this shelter...all these animals deserve a second chance.



This is a slide show of all our URGENTS, meaning they don't have much time left before they are put down. Won't you please help save a life by fostering or adopting. They deserve a 2nd chance for a fur ever home.





Visit us on Petfinder for a partial listing of pets:
http://www.petfinder.com/shelters/FL284.html

Better yet, come out to see all our animals. Your new best friend is there waiting. South Animal Care Center 5100 West Eau Galle Blvd Melbourne, FL. ( just past the flea market on the right)


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