Like a Dog
By Elona Baron as told to Laurie Baron
SAN DIEGO−I’m the new dog Laurie and Bonnie Baron adopted from a rescue agency. Since I’m only two, I don’t remember where I was born. I know I probably had prior owners because I’m house-trained and well-behaved.
Why did I leave? If I were comfortable there, I’m sure I would have stayed. Maybe I fled because they were mistreating me or they expelled me because I was pregnant and they didn’t want to raise a litter of puppies. Whatever the reason I ended wandering the streets of San Diego without a microchip or name tag and seeking sanctuary.
I have traumatic flashbacks to the day when a man in a government uniform arrested me and put me in a van. He worked for animal control and brought me to a big building with rows and rows of cages where I was separated from my puppies. I got locked up in a cage with other strays. We were overcrowded and sleeping on the floor. Some of my cell mates contracted fleas, kennel cough, and parvo.
I was lucky. The American Canine Liberation Union came to my rescue confident that I could be a desirable member of a family looking for a dog. Then the Barons found me. It was love at first lick. Suddenly, I was no longer an unwelcome cur, but a loving pet. I worked hard to please them, and, they showered me with affection, exercise, food, and play.
At nights I curl up on a dog bed and watch television with them. I hear about human beings searching for a safer life, children being separated from their parents, and all of them being confined in cages whose conditions remind me of the kennel where I was interned. I angrily start barking at the golden deceiver responsible for these policies. Although the Barons are not fluent in Barkese, they understand what I’m saying: “Nobody deserves to be treated like a dog.”
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Elona resides with Bonnie and Laurie Baron. The latter is professor emeritus of history at San Diego State University. He may be contacted via lawrence.baron@sdjewishworld.com. No animals were harmed in the writing of this column.
Elona ….this brings tears to my eyes.
I too was adopted by very loving parents …who also hurt thinking about what I experienced before they adopted me.
And yes I too see those children …I cannot stand what has happened.
What can we do?
I think about how happy you have made your parents ….
Oliver Janon🐶
Welcome to your well-deserved home and amen, Elona. You’re giving us the ruff truth!