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There must be a more humane way of dealing with impounded animals

 

Dear Editor,
I went to Sparendaam Police Station on Aug 28, 2011 to give support to a friend whose dog was fatally chopped by some thoughtless persons in the village where she lives. During the proceedings I kept hearing a horse crying.  As soon as the case was adjourned, I exited the court and went to see where the sound was coming from.  Unfortunately, I saw a malnourished mare tied on a short leash in the sun; her small foal standing next to her. I asked a police officer if I could give them some water and the mare drank two large bucketfuls. I went home and called the station, asking whose horse it was.  They said the horse was involved in an accident and that the owner had never come to care for it. I then asked for permission to feed the horses until the matter was settled.
On Aug 29, when I returned to the Sparendaam Police Pound, myself and another volunteer found more animals, including two goats and a ram (sheep), which we named Bully, because of his aggressive attitude. During September, three wild horses came into the pound.  We assisted in cleaning/sanitizing the pound, bought fresh grass and banana leaves and molasses and bran and fed them all. The three wild horses went within 10 days, much to the relief of the mare and foal and the rest of us.  While we expected the other animals to be returned as quickly to their owners, or sold, that was not to be the case.
It has now been over 5 months that several volunteers and I have been helping to care for the animals. We go to the pound on a daily basis and with the permission of the authorities untangle their tethers, move them around, pick up garbage, try to improve their miserable surroundings, feed and water them and we even cleaned up the police station compound of stray dogs. Upon arrival, many times we found the animals tangled in their tethers to the point they could not move. They were nearly always thirsty and seldom received any food other that what we provided.  Bully, the ram, when stressed would continuously grind his teeth.
The orphaned animals quickly won over our hearts. Every day when we arrived they would start a chorus of animal sounds: baas, moos, etc.  One day a heavily pregnant donkey arrived at the pound and I asked about her story, the officers said she was involved in an accident. I asked and received permission to move her into a shaded area, 2 buildings away.  She was very sweet and gentle and we left her with water, bran mixture and grass, hoping for the best. The next day she died, apparently from internal injuries caused by the accident. She was buried on site.
Recently, another goat came in; we helped the owner get it back within 2 days. A cow showed up, brought in by the stray-catching vehicle. I asked the driver where they found her. He said ‘A‘ field Sophia.  Luckily, the cow was friendly and let us help make her stay at the pound comfortable.  She seemed so friendly I was sure she must have good owners. I went to ‘A‘ field Sophia and asked residents to spread the word about the cow in the pound; within 4 days the owner showed up and paid the pound fine and took his cow home. The owner said ‘Queenie‘ was the family pet and his kids missed her very much. I was glad to see Queenie go as the pound has none of the comforts of home.
After nearly 6 months, including Christmas and New Year, the 2 goats and one ram (sheep) are still at the pound. I have asked many times when they would go to the auction block but somehow the paperwork never reaches the commander’s desk.  Commander Trotz is someone who I admire and greatly respect for his honesty and frankness, but somehow the decision-making process seems to be flawed.
We have learned over the past six months that police stations are not equipped with infrastructure, equipment or personnel to properly care for the animals‘ welfare. There is a pound keeper, but many times, including holidays, weekends and during the elections, he was absent from his post so the animals were often tangled in their filth and left tied for long periods in the rain or sun.
While many people, and rightfully so, call for the removal of animals from Georgetown and our roadways, there must be a more humane way of dealing with these animals than just dumping them off at police pounds where facilities, food, water and care are inadequate. Impounded animals should not be there for more than 5 days. Unclaimed impounded donkeys should be relocated to private farms.
I wish to thank all my friends who contributed to improving conditions for the animals impounded at the Sparendaam Police Pound, including Noreen Gaskin, Rachel Hibbins, Susan Isaacs, volunteers Richardson, Gloria Fernandes, Soraya Arjune, Natoya Richardson and a very special young lady, Savannah Mendes, who donated her “Christmas vacation earnings” ($5000) to help pay to clean the pound and provide food for the animals. A special thanks to the police officers who assisted us whenever they could.
I’m hoping the auction of the two goats and Bully, (the ram) will happen soon so I can buy and send them to an appropriate “forever home.”
Yours faithfully,
Syeada Manbodh

Dear Editor,

I went to Sparendaam Police Station on Aug 28, 2011 to give support to a friend whose dog was fatally chopped by some thoughtless persons in the village where she lives. During the proceedings I kept hearing a horse crying.  As soon as the case was adjourned, I exited the court and went to see where the sound was coming from.  Unfortunately, I saw a malnourished mare tied on a short leash in the sun; her small foal standing next to her. I asked a police officer if I could give them some water and the mare drank two large bucketfuls. I went home and called the station, asking whose horse it was.  They said the horse was involved in an accident and that the owner had never come to care for it. I then asked for permission to feed the horses until the matter was settled.

On Aug 29, when I returned to the Sparendaam Police Pound, myself and another volunteer found more animals, including two goats and a ram (sheep), which we named Bully, because of his aggressive attitude. During September, three wild horses came into the pound.  We assisted in cleaning/sanitizing the pound, bought fresh grass and banana leaves and molasses and bran and fed them all. The three wild horses went within 10 days, much to the relief of the mare and foal and the rest of us.  While we expected the other animals to be returned as quickly to their owners, or sold, that was not to be the case.

It has now been over 5 months that several volunteers and I have been helping to care for the animals. We go to the pound on a daily basis and with the permission of the authorities untangle their tethers, move them around, pick up garbage, try to improve their miserable surroundings, feed and water them and we even cleaned up the police station compound of stray dogs. Upon arrival, many times we found the animals tangled in their tethers to the point they could not move. They were nearly always thirsty and seldom received any food other that what we provided.  Bully, the ram, when stressed would continuously grind his teeth.

The orphaned animals quickly won over our hearts. Every day when we arrived they would start a chorus of animal sounds: baas, moos, etc.  One day a heavily pregnant donkey arrived at the pound and I asked about her story, the officers said she was involved in an accident. I asked and received permission to move her into a shaded area, 2 buildings away.  She was very sweet and gentle and we left her with water, bran mixture and grass, hoping for the best. The next day she died, apparently from internal injuries caused by the accident. She was buried on site.

Recently, another goat came in; we helped the owner get it back within 2 days. A cow showed up, brought in by the stray-catching vehicle. I asked the driver where they found her. He said ‘A‘ field Sophia.  Luckily, the cow was friendly and let us help make her stay at the pound comfortable.  She seemed so friendly I was sure she must have good owners. I went to ‘A‘ field Sophia and asked residents to spread the word about the cow in the pound; within 4 days the owner showed up and paid the pound fine and took his cow home. The owner said ‘Queenie‘ was the family pet and his kids missed her very much. I was glad to see Queenie go as the pound has none of the comforts of home.

After nearly 6 months, including Christmas and New Year, the 2 goats and one ram (sheep) are still at the pound. I have asked many times when they would go to the auction block but somehow the paperwork never reaches the commander’s desk.  Commander Trotz is someone who I admire and greatly respect for his honesty and frankness, but somehow the decision-making process seems to be flawed.

We have learned over the past six months that police stations are not equipped with infrastructure, equipment or personnel to properly care for the animals‘ welfare. There is a pound keeper, but many times, including holidays, weekends and during the elections, he was absent from his post so the animals were often tangled in their filth and left tied for long periods in the rain or sun.

While many people, and rightfully so, call for the removal of animals from Georgetown and our roadways, there must be a more humane way of dealing with these animals than just dumping them off at police pounds where facilities, food, water and care are inadequate. Impounded animals should not be there for more than 5 days. Unclaimed impounded donkeys should be relocated to private farms.

I wish to thank all my friends who contributed to improving conditions for the animals impounded at the Sparendaam Police Pound, including Noreen Gaskin, Rachel Hibbins, Susan Isaacs, volunteers Richardson, Gloria Fernandes, Soraya Arjune, Natoya Richardson and a very special young lady, Savannah Mendes, who donated her “Christmas vacation earnings” ($5000) to help pay to clean the pound and provide food for the animals. A special thanks to the police officers who assisted us whenever they could.

I’m hoping the auction of the two goats and Bully, (the ram) will happen soon so I can buy and send them to an appropriate “forever home.”


Yours faithfully,

Syeada Manbodh

 

 
Guyanese need to wake up and confront animal cruelty

Dear Editor

It was just after 7 am on May 11, 2011, when an ex-employee of the GSPCA, travelling  west in a minibus on Homestretch Ave, saw (from the bus window) what looked like a piece of wood on the road. As they got closer the passengers all gasped in shock; a big breed dog was lying about 8 feet onto the road, the dog was an absolute skeleton.Knowing he had to get urgent help for the living animal, the man exited the bus and dialled my number telling me what he just saw.


I immediately got my rescue tools and headed out to meet him.Editor,I have rescued many abused animals but I will never forget the look and condition of this dog as long as I live.  How did he get to that stage?  Where did he come from? The poor thing could not walk and smelled horrible; Dr Waldron later showed me his mouth inside was rotten. I asked a few security guards if they saw anyone dumping the dog there, they said no.

We then placed him as gently as we could into my kennel and at around 7.30 am I arrived at the GSPCA (whose mission statement says it is duty bound to alleviate the suffering of animals).  I called out for the caretaker who in a very angry voice said the clinic doesn’t open until 8 am and she is not accepting any animals from me until then. I informed her of the condition of the dog but she would not listen.

I had been informed by one member of the GSPCA Executive Committee in October of 2010, that the clinic/shelter no longer was accepting animals before its opening time of 8 am, but if the animal was at death’s door they would make an exception.  Now was the time, I felt, for an exception, but apparently this information had not been sent to the clinic staff. I sent a telephone message to the committee member,resulting in her calling the caretaker and telling her to accept the animal from me. When I arrived back at GSPCA, I offloaded the dog in the kennel from my car on the bridge. The caretaker refused to help me lift and carry the kennel with the dog into the clinic/shelter; we had a verbal exchange.

In frustration, I lifted the kennel with the dog back into my vehicle and took him to Dr Nicholas Waldron at AniPet Clinic on Quamina Street, where his courteous assistant took the dog from me.  Later, Dr Waldron, in his gentle and caring way, euthanized the poor dog in my presence. Finally,he was at peace.I will forever curse his abusers.

If the GSPCA clinic/shelter’s duty to the welfare of animals does not begin until 8 am, they should put a rescue bin at their gate for people to put unwanted, sick and dying animals. In that way they would not be bothered before and after working hours and the animals would be a little better off until GSPCA staff was able to deal with them.That might also decrease the dumping of unwanted or sick animals around Bourda Market.

Mr Editor, I am sending a picture of this dog.Please publish it.Guyanese need to wake up and confront animal cruelty.

Don’t turn your back on our voiceless friends.


Yours faithfully,
S Manbodh

 
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