Puppy Love or Profit? A Closer Look at Responsibility
In the embrace of our furry companions at home, it’s true that we often reminisce about the times when we first got our pets. A gift, adopted from a shelter, and more others. But of course, a vast majority of us can’t lie that we got ours from a breeder. As we revel in the joy our pets bring, it's time to unravel the complexities that often lurk behind the scenes of pet breeding.
Not all pet breeding is done responsibly. Some breeders prioritize profit over the well-being of the animals and the families they'll join.
According to Sarah Maybruck in 2020 that studies on dog breeding over 15,000 years, reveal that what began as a simple interaction between humans and wolves has led to around 400 dog breeds today. Despite the global love for these breeds, ethical questions arise. Purebred dogs, although attractive to some, pose ethical concerns, particularly when juxtaposed with the thousands of dogs awaiting adoption in shelters.
Purebred dogs, although attractive to some, pose ethical concerns.
We may also look at the cases of overbreeding that puts a strain on their well-being. The relentless pursuit of quantity over quality leads to overbreeding, leaving pets vulnerable to genetic issues and social challenges. It's a toll on their health and happiness. They never truly get to experience a loving family as they are kept in isolation.
“There’s no excuse for bringing more puppies into the world. On any given day in the U.S., an estimated 70 million homeless dogs and cats are struggling to survive. Of the millions of animals who enter shelters each year, about half must be euthanized for humane reasons or because no suitable homes exist for them. Every time a dog is bred, homeless dogs lose the opportunity to have a good life.” - PETA
This sad reality amplifies the ethical drive to halt more unnecessary breeding, ensuring that every dog has the chance to find a loving home.
A Bark for Change
Confronting the ethical concerns of pet breeding requires collective effort to foster awareness and responsible practices. It’s crucial to acknowledge the issue at hand and, more importantly, to strive for tangible change. So… how?
Adopt, don’t shop.
Choosing adoption isn’t just a decision; it’s a powerful statement against unethical practices that plague the breeding industry. Not only are we welcoming a pet with open arms, but we are also embracing the history of what they’ve been through to be there. Shelters, pounds, and organizations alike houses tons of animals yearning for a loving home. By choosing to adopt from them, we are actively contributing to the dismantling cycle of this industry.
Paw for Laws
In a country like the Philippines, we are still progressing in our laws regarding animal safety. Calling for stricter regulations within the breeding industry can be a powerful advocacy. Pushing for laws that protect the welfare of animals, ensuring proper conditions and treatment, is pivotal. By amplifying our voices collectively, we can influence policy changes that protect the interests of our four legged friends.
Ethical dog breeding is the key to preserve these species we love. It's a process that needs to be carefully and continuously passed on to future generations.
Educate. Raise awareness. The revelations surrounding unethical breeding practices call for a collective awakening, one that reaches far beyond our homes. In each action we take, whether big or small, lies the potential to reshape the future of pet ownership.
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Could you do a jeanxreader scenario where the reader finds jean's drawings of mikasa but instead of getting jealous or angry the reader kinda teases him and gushes over and encourages his art and he surprises them by showing them the drawings he has done of them and it's really fluffy and sweet
I hope I did this justice. Enjoy!
“Babe, what’s this?”
Jean felt his blood turn as cold as ice as you held uphis sketchpad, the wisps and tendrils of charcoal on the page resembling noneother than your fellow trainee, Mikasa Ackerman. It was no secret that, onceupon a time, he had harbored a massive crush on the mysterious enigma, but itall came to pass as soon as he met you. He couldn’t even begin to fathom how bad it looked that he had been drawing her.
“It’s not what it looks like! I can explain, I swear!”Jean hadn’t meant for his words to come out so defensive, but he couldn’t helpit. You were the love of his young life; the only person he honestly caredabout impressing. The last thing hewanted to do was screw up whatever the both of you had together because he hadbeen drawing other girls.
Girls he had former crushes on, to make matters worse.
Confused, you cocked your head to the side. “What do youmean—oh!” Realization lit up across your features until you grinned widely, hipcocked to the side, before clarifying, “I’m not jealous, if that’s what you’rethinking. I couldn’t care less if you were drawing Mikasa because, honestly, Iprobably would too, if I could. She’s stunning.”
Relief pooled inside the pit of Jean’s stomach. “Uh, whatdid you mean then?” he found himself asking, patiently waiting for yourresponse as you moved closer and placed the sketchbook down on the bed.
“This! Thedrawing thing! Jean, you’re really good and I had no idea. Why didn’t you tell me?”
Red dusted Jean’s cheeks as he reached for the book, hisvoice coming out more whiny than intended as he remarked, “Uh, because it’s embarrassingand I didn’t want you to make fun of me for it?”
“Jean,” you spoke, voice soft and tender, “I’d never makefun of you for your talents. When you try to flaunt and show off, sure, but notfor something like this. Would you show me some of your other stuff?”
What he wantedto tell you was no, simply because his book was filled with sketches on top ofsketches on top of sketches of you,but he couldn’t help but let his heart skip a beat inside of his chest. God,even after being with you for all this time, you still managed to make him feellike some sappy idiot inside of one of his mother’s romance novels.
“Here,” he forfeited, handing over the sketchbook intoyour awaiting palm. Eagerly, you sat down on the edge of his bed and patted thespace beside you, balancing the book on your knee as you began to flip throughthe pages in silence. Jean waited with baited breath as you skimmed each andevery drawing of you he had done in the past few months, silence hanging overyour heads until you finally reached the last page and closed the book shut.
Carefully, you leaned over and swiftly kissed Jean’scheek, a smirk curling into the corners of your lips as you watched his face heatup in embarrassment. “I had no idea I was your muse, Jeanbo. Should I model for your next time you want to drawsomething?”
“I’m gonna kill you,” Jean muttered beneath his breath,his blush so prominent that the tips of his ears were beginning to turn red.Without much of a warning, he pushed you back on the bed and began to mercilesslytickle you, ignoring the way you thrashed and shrieked at him to stop.
Several hours later, you sat as still as could be whileJean dutifully drew your profile, ignoring the smug expression that threatenedto cloud your features whenever your eyes would meet.
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