We are sad to report that Hector, one of the Vick Dogs has passed today. This is a note that his brother posted today and we feel the need to share. These dogs are very brave...... My brother Hector died today. My brother Leo died a few years ago. Both Leo and Hector were brave, and more outgoing that I am. Hector and Leo were threapy dogs, but before that, we were dogs. And before that, we were born together, in some chilly Virginia woods. As young puppies, we didnt realize the horrors of our surroundings. We had our mama Georgia to take care of us, feed us and keep us warm. She shielded us from what was coming. As we grew, the hunger and the cold started to seep in. We were seperated, each chained to our own buried car axels. Each with our own rings of dirt worn into the earth by adolescent paws hungry to run. Sometimes we would be taken from our chains. My brother Hector left his chain more than I did. Hector did what he had to do to survive, and then came back to his chain and his dirt ring. Seasons changed, humans would come and go and each lonely day would creep into the next. Hour upon hour of boredom, our minds atrophying from lack of stimulation. I was afraid. I was afraid of the men, the wind, the cold, the unknown. But Hector, Hector was brave. He was strong. He would leave his chain, time and again, and then come back. Sometimes he was hurt. But Hectors strength always kept him going and he would recover each time. Then, on June 7th 2007 all of the sounds and men and lights and cars came. It was terifying. I closed my eyes and tried to disapear. Now, diferent men were taking all of us off of our chains. I could not move. I was frozen in fear. But I looked over and Hector was walking next to the new men. If he can do it, so can I. That was the last day Hector and I were together. I would see him walking past my spot in the first new place. In the building, we had people touch us. I did not know if they would hurt us, I just wanted to be left alone. Hector was not afraid of the people. He was brave. Hector told the people that we were good dogs. And they listened to Hector. I was not able to tell them, but Hector did. And so did Leo. We waited for a while, and a few people came to see us. Tim gave me a name. Rebecca said she would take care of us. Nicole was kind. I was not able to muster the courage of my brothers who enjoyed the visits from the new people. Us dogs were split into two groups, and I was way too afraid to move out into the world. But Hector and Leo wanted to see what the world was like. And they wanted to tell everyone what they told the first men, about us being good dogs. Before Hector and Leo left, they told me that they knew I was too afraid to tell all the people in the world about what we went through and that we were good dogs. They told me that they would tell the people, so that I would not have to, and so that the people will know that other dog in similar horrible places could be good dogs too. Hector and Leo looked around at all of us, and they could see that most of us were not the kinds of dogs who could do all that telling, so they said they would do it for us. Its good to have brothers like that. I never saw them again. The 22 of us who seemed to be suffering the most emotional trauma went to Best Friends Animal Society. The others went to all diferent places with good people. Leo and Hector kept their promises to us. They went and told the world so we didnt have to. They told kids, and they told old people, sick people and everyday people. They told people on TV and in the newspapers and in magazines. They told so many people that now, dogs who come from bad places like where we did get to have the same chances we did. They did a good job telling. Leo left us a few years ago. And we were very sad. But his mom Marthina runs a pit bull rescue, OurPack, and is a CPDT-KA trainer like my mom. She continues to help dogs like us every day. Hector left us today. He had done what he had set out to do. He showed the world what us victims of dogfighting are all about. He broke steriotypes, he lived his life to the fullest. He found a family and found love and found a way to bring about change for all of us. I know his mom and dad are very sad. But since Hector did such a good job, his parents have the whole world sending them love and strength right now, so I know that with time they will be alright. Goodbye Hector. Thank you for everything. I will see you again some day. Love, Your Brother, Handsome Dan
Posted on: Thu, 09 Oct 2014 19:20:45 +0000
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