This story was so touching 😔 it made me realize a lot of things … so sad how humans are so cruel towards animals !!!! Cruel world we live in but beautiful at the same time if we can just love each other …. Thank you Wayne all beings deserve love ❤️ I will keep fighting for animal freedom until I die…. I will keep spreading love 💕 sad story but beautiful at the same time sorry for ur loss stay positive
I’m so sorry… I too had a Lisa but his name was Cleland.. In my stupidity I let him down by giving him to a trainer. When that person was arrested for animal cruelty I rescued him for a second time. My guilt is forever burning.. What we learn from these kind of dogs most people don’t understand … RIP Lisa we all love you..and Cleland too..
Its incredible the lengths you'll go for your dogs while you've emotionally and mentally abused and neglected your only child who was born with some issues... Your grandson also would like to see you but you never discuss him as though you love him... Dogs should never mean more to you than the people who love you do... Do better Dawn
I'm so sorry Wayne. I loved my pit so very much also even though she was extremely dangerous to other dogs. Had to protect her and them every moment. She gave me so much love 💘.
Not so simple. I too have lived with a killer for 11 years; my golden retriever Arwen. She killed her brother cat, Aladdin, out of the blue, as I watched from across the yard. She killed her sister house rabbit, Lola, with whom she lived for 4 years; why, that day, I don't know; how she got in her pen, I still don't know. She killed our alpaca, Tranquillo, with whom she had lived for 3 years; I came home to her guiltily wagging her tail, covered in blood, and Tranquillo with his face and anus ripped off, dying from shock. She would close her eyes and charge through the strongest Invisible Fence that was made, just to kill a duck or a chicken that left the pigyard and ventured onto the gravel drive. She attacked her little Boston Terrier sister, Bronte, so often out of jealousy, that Bronte developed Addison's, I believe from living in a constant state of fear. Arwen would become possessed by some primal drive, then when the attack was over, she felt terrible. Yet she was, and is, the kindest, most loving and loyal, dog to all humans. She has been a constant test of my commitment to her, to my control of my anger, and my ability to love her. Now she is getting old, weaker, passive, no longer aggressive, as if that persona has left. And she taught me the crucial lesson that unconditional love does not mean acceptance or tolerance of aggression - from any life form. Boundaries must be maintained. Yet to this day, Arwen is my best friend, and I hers. I have lost so many animal friends, Wayne, that I give you comfort with this assurance - Lisa is still with you, energetically. Pay attention and you will see.
That's incredible. And from a golden, too. Just goes to show the stereotypes don't often match reality. But you are right. Love does not mean acceptance of aggression .Thank you for working with Arwen, and for understanding her fundamentally good nature, even when she acts out.
Thank you, Wayne. We have traveled a similar path. I noticed that Arwen really changed, her aggression disappeared, when she stopped eating meat. Now she is happier foraging tomatoes, cucumbers, and sugar baby watermelons from my garden, with cats snuggled up to her. Interesting.
Thank you, Wayne, for continuing to share your most vulnerable stories with us. Of course, now I am crying in a public space, but I don't care. Your words are truly inspiring and I can't wait to read more each day. 🐶💗
Crying. Just emphasizes the cruelty that humans inflict every second of every day in a myriad of ways on the innocent, vulnerable, defenseless. Thanks for not giving up on her. Please pay back her love by rescuing another…
Thank you Wayne for this magnificent post. So human and real. Lisa is in my heart now. She also taught me through you. I am so glad that you both have each other.
Thanks Paula. You are one of the many people who make me question my general thoughts on the ills of social media, because I met you through Facebook and digital platforms! But I also feel like I know you in real life because we've been on Zooms. In any event, I hope all is well. And I'm still planning to make it out to Belgium one of these day!
This is so beautifully written, Wayne, so insightful and true. And Brave. Lisa would be proud of you.
Animals are magical beings, the best guides we could ever find. They can love us and teach us in ways few humans could. People may think you rescued her but of course, you know she was the one who saved you.
Im crying too. I'm so sorry that Lisa's life was marred by men at her conception. She loved you purely and new no different way. It wasn't her fault she had that instinct, but man's. We ruin everything. It is very hard to love all men even after and especially after reading of her life. She became a sacrifice of dog fighters, a marked dog. Your pain and sadness are so great and I wish we could all become a salve for your grief. I'm sharing this for all the pitbulls. I was always fearful of them, but always ashamed of it at the same time. I see so many wonderful pitts at our park and they are all people pleasers. Craving love from all of us which we oblige them with. I wish you peace and love.
Oh don't be ashamed. We are animals, too, with simple hearts. And what drives us to feel one way, or another, is not necessarily in our control What we can do is always come back to a place of love. The fact that you are ashamed of your fear tells me that you love these creatures, despite your fear. That is something Lisa would approve. Thank you for your compassion.
Sharing this with the world. A beautiful moving vastly important message to humanity.
Thanks so much for sharing. I hope people learn from Lisa, and from my mistakes.
This story was so touching 😔 it made me realize a lot of things … so sad how humans are so cruel towards animals !!!! Cruel world we live in but beautiful at the same time if we can just love each other …. Thank you Wayne all beings deserve love ❤️ I will keep fighting for animal freedom until I die…. I will keep spreading love 💕 sad story but beautiful at the same time sorry for ur loss stay positive
thank you for your support, and compassion, esme.
Made me cry 😢 so touching …
I’m so sorry… I too had a Lisa but his name was Cleland.. In my stupidity I let him down by giving him to a trainer. When that person was arrested for animal cruelty I rescued him for a second time. My guilt is forever burning.. What we learn from these kind of dogs most people don’t understand … RIP Lisa we all love you..and Cleland too..
Thank you. I am sure Cleland forgave your mistake, as Lisa forgave mine.
Yes he did. I’ve just never forgiven myself..
Its incredible the lengths you'll go for your dogs while you've emotionally and mentally abused and neglected your only child who was born with some issues... Your grandson also would like to see you but you never discuss him as though you love him... Dogs should never mean more to you than the people who love you do... Do better Dawn
I'm so sorry Wayne. I loved my pit so very much also even though she was extremely dangerous to other dogs. Had to protect her and them every moment. She gave me so much love 💘.
Thank you for caring for her. Overcoming those challenges just makes the bond stronger. And I am sure she loved you for it.
You are a warrior like Lisa. Xox
Not so simple. I too have lived with a killer for 11 years; my golden retriever Arwen. She killed her brother cat, Aladdin, out of the blue, as I watched from across the yard. She killed her sister house rabbit, Lola, with whom she lived for 4 years; why, that day, I don't know; how she got in her pen, I still don't know. She killed our alpaca, Tranquillo, with whom she had lived for 3 years; I came home to her guiltily wagging her tail, covered in blood, and Tranquillo with his face and anus ripped off, dying from shock. She would close her eyes and charge through the strongest Invisible Fence that was made, just to kill a duck or a chicken that left the pigyard and ventured onto the gravel drive. She attacked her little Boston Terrier sister, Bronte, so often out of jealousy, that Bronte developed Addison's, I believe from living in a constant state of fear. Arwen would become possessed by some primal drive, then when the attack was over, she felt terrible. Yet she was, and is, the kindest, most loving and loyal, dog to all humans. She has been a constant test of my commitment to her, to my control of my anger, and my ability to love her. Now she is getting old, weaker, passive, no longer aggressive, as if that persona has left. And she taught me the crucial lesson that unconditional love does not mean acceptance or tolerance of aggression - from any life form. Boundaries must be maintained. Yet to this day, Arwen is my best friend, and I hers. I have lost so many animal friends, Wayne, that I give you comfort with this assurance - Lisa is still with you, energetically. Pay attention and you will see.
That's incredible. And from a golden, too. Just goes to show the stereotypes don't often match reality. But you are right. Love does not mean acceptance of aggression .Thank you for working with Arwen, and for understanding her fundamentally good nature, even when she acts out.
Thank you, Wayne. We have traveled a similar path. I noticed that Arwen really changed, her aggression disappeared, when she stopped eating meat. Now she is happier foraging tomatoes, cucumbers, and sugar baby watermelons from my garden, with cats snuggled up to her. Interesting.
Thank you, Wayne, for continuing to share your most vulnerable stories with us. Of course, now I am crying in a public space, but I don't care. Your words are truly inspiring and I can't wait to read more each day. 🐶💗
Thanks Carla. Hope all is well? Let's connect sometime soon.
Crying. Just emphasizes the cruelty that humans inflict every second of every day in a myriad of ways on the innocent, vulnerable, defenseless. Thanks for not giving up on her. Please pay back her love by rescuing another…
We can do better. And if we listen to little ones like Lisa, we will.
Makes you see how bad dog fighting really is. This is horrible accounts - real eye opener.
It's an awful, evil business.
Thank you Wayne for this magnificent post. So human and real. Lisa is in my heart now. She also taught me through you. I am so glad that you both have each other.
Thanks Paula. You are one of the many people who make me question my general thoughts on the ills of social media, because I met you through Facebook and digital platforms! But I also feel like I know you in real life because we've been on Zooms. In any event, I hope all is well. And I'm still planning to make it out to Belgium one of these day!
Thank you! And you are so welcome to my home!
Sorry to hear the news Wayne. Beautifully written for Lisa. Thanks for giving her a great life.
This is so beautifully written, Wayne, so insightful and true. And Brave. Lisa would be proud of you.
Animals are magical beings, the best guides we could ever find. They can love us and teach us in ways few humans could. People may think you rescued her but of course, you know she was the one who saved you.
She will see you in her next life.
Im crying too. I'm so sorry that Lisa's life was marred by men at her conception. She loved you purely and new no different way. It wasn't her fault she had that instinct, but man's. We ruin everything. It is very hard to love all men even after and especially after reading of her life. She became a sacrifice of dog fighters, a marked dog. Your pain and sadness are so great and I wish we could all become a salve for your grief. I'm sharing this for all the pitbulls. I was always fearful of them, but always ashamed of it at the same time. I see so many wonderful pitts at our park and they are all people pleasers. Craving love from all of us which we oblige them with. I wish you peace and love.
Oh don't be ashamed. We are animals, too, with simple hearts. And what drives us to feel one way, or another, is not necessarily in our control What we can do is always come back to a place of love. The fact that you are ashamed of your fear tells me that you love these creatures, despite your fear. That is something Lisa would approve. Thank you for your compassion.
Very moving. A lesson for all of us.
Beautifully said