A few years ago, my daughter, her husband and children owned several horses. After the fascination, so to speak, wore off – not to mention, the upkeep – they decided to sell them. They kept two of the horses and had them for quite some length of time.
My daughter has always been a die-hard animal lover, as is her daughter, my granddaughter. Both of the horses that they had decided to keep, belonged to the two of them.They both have a special way with animals, and have since they were born.
All of a sudden, my daughter and her husband, were bombarded with visits from a state animal abuse agency,
with complaints from someone in their neighborhood, that the horses were not being properly cared for or mistreated in some way or another. They were threatened with everything under God’s green earth until finally, my daughter gave the horses away to good homes, just to appease the agency, and get them off her back.
This really hurt my daughter to no end, caused a lot of unneeded stress, and really angered me. Of course, the agency kept the name of the complainant confidential. It wasn’t really too hard to figure out who they were, but nonetheless, now the horses that they dearly loved, were gone. By the way, the horses were checked out by their vet, several times, and given a clean bill of health.
Not too long ago, my daughter started walking her dog on her same road, and several pit bulls chased her and her dog, and she couldn’t get back home. She had to call 911 to come and help her get back to her house safely.
The owner’s of the pit bulls, were “talked to,” but nothing else was done. Could it be that since, the owners of the pit bulls, have money and live in a “ranch-type” setting that the law looks the other way? My daughter and her family live in a modest, very nice home, and both work very hard for every dime that they earn.
I think that what works for one should work for all. Pit bulls are very dangerous animals, and the owners should be forced to keep them in an enclosed fenced area or, at best, on a leash when outside. I’d hate to see what they’d do to a child on a bicycle. But evidently, “Money talks,” and we know what walks, as Paul Harvey might’ve said.
Cindy Geerlings
Thompson Road, Franklin






