How much is that doggie in the window? You all know that song, the one about the adorable doggie in the pet store. You buy that sweet doggie with the adorable eyes, hey he was half off. But really that doggie in the window is much more than you think. What’s the price for many sleepless nights, for a puppy with an incurable disease, for watching that puppy die in pain?
What’s the price for heartbreak?

Pet stores should not sell pets, because the store owners are not responsible, they don’t care about them going to good homes just getting the money and if they puppies are to old to sell, then they either kill them, dump them, send them back, or on occasion send them to a rescue.

My personal experience with a pet store is that of the time I visited a Pet Store in Terra Houte.
The first time you walk in the door the smell or urine and feces hits you as you're lured to the back of the store by the plaintive cries of the puppies crowded together in pens, away from the flow of traffic. The two employees are frazzled by their responsibilities and have no time to do more than provide the most minimal care for the dogs, as evidenced by the fact that most are sick and all smell horrid.
My aunt said it was the most heartbreaking thing and she wished she could have saved the puppies from a crummy life.


what I have so far.... I feel like in more of a convo than a speech though anyone have advice? My next body areas will be on Spartan and Puppy Mills/BYB's.