By now you’ve probably seen the news on our home page that we brought back 11 dogs involved in a cruelty investigation outside of Newkirk, OK. They are also referred to as “The Kay County Dogs”. One of our volunteers that live in close proximity to Oklahoma alerted us to a story that made the news in Wichita. A breeding operation (most likely for dog fighting) had been stumbled upon by a pair of hunters. Approximately 106 starving (or already dead) dogs were found chained or caged on a farm house outside of town.
Jerry Southern, the “owner” of the Pit Bulls was contacted, and subsequently arrested. This was not the first time he was in trouble over his poor treatment of Pit Bulls. He had already been convicted across the state line in Kansas.
The local sheriffs were at a loss as to how to handle the situation. They do not have an animal shelter there, and had no idea what to do with that many dogs. Especially Pit Bulls. They asked for donations from the community. Truckloads of supplies rolled in. I was told that the gentleman that owns the Conoco gas station down there was a saint! He made numerous trips out there with supplies. Neighboring animal welfare volunteers came to town offering man hours to clean kennels, feed/water the dogs, get medical attention for those that needed it, set up shelter to protect them from freezing temperatures and sleet/snow that was coming in, and last but not least these people helped restore these dogs’ faith in human beings.
I was part of a group of 6 MABBR volunteers that took a road trip 5 days after the dogs were found. We had all read about Michael Vick’s operation and other cruelty investigations, but we had never been privy to see one in person. The conditions were deplorable. I can’t even begin to imagine what the first volunteers on the scene must have seen. I still shudder from the images of many dogs, including Mama to be dogs (amongst others) literally eating their food off of a 6-8″ pile of feces and urine. The wind was howling and the temperature dropping, but these girls shook for a different reason. There were bag upon bag of insecticide and/or fertilizer stacked right beside them! Most of the dogs were attached by heavy chains to tire axels that had been driven into the ground. For most of the starving dogs, the chain weighed many pounds more than they did. Their harsh life on the chain was evident by the deep ruts they had made in the ground as they circled around, and around. They were strategically placed just far enough from their neighboring dogs that they couldn’t touch each other. Some of the dogs had barely enough room to step out of their makeshift houses to eat, drink, and relieve themselves. There were old dogs. There were shy dogs, scared dogs, happy dogs, tired dogs, and sick dogs. There were puppies. As we made our first pass through the fenced lots of dogs, we wondered aloud “How could there be so many dogs here and no one knew about them?” It was hard to believe. We started passing out treats and taking photos. We wanted there to be some kind of organized records of the dogs. The dogs literally pushed the treats out of our hands so that they could rub their heads up against our hands. While they were no longer starving for food, they were starved for attention!
What would become of all these dogs? I was told that PETA (People for the Ethical Treatment of Animals) suggested they all be killed, just because they were Pit Bulls. Pit Bull advocates across the United States are already familiar with the views of PETA’s President Ingrid Newkirk (hmm…there’s that scary name again!) about Pit Bulls. She also supports Breed Specific Legislation against them.
The Oklahoma Alliance for Animals was awarded custody of all the dogs. The task at hand became how to protect the dogs’ interests, and get them into Pit Bull savvy rescues. BAD RAP (Bay Area Doglovers Responsible About Pitbulls) in California was contacted. They are one of the foremost Pit Bull rescues in the country. They were instrumental in saving Vick’s dogs, and have assisted in the rescue of dogs from numerous catastrophes, both natural and man-made. They offered to come evaluate the dogs’ temperaments. They would help decide who lived, and who died. Best Friends Animal Society (you’ve heard of their DogTown) offered help with transport. Homeward Bound Humane Society brought in their mobile spay/neuter van.
Another couple weeks passed as everyone waited for the weather to clear, and for the dogs to regain some strength. Along with all of the media attention and offers of help, security at the site had become an issue. Rescues needed to work quickly to assess the dogs and get them moved out of there. I didn’t get to go down to Oklahoma the 2nd time. One of the hardest things for me is looking back at the photos I took when I was down there, and knowing that many of the dogs in my pictures didn’t make it out. They were euthanized as humanely as possible under the circumstances. I work at a vet clinic. If an owner can’t/won’t stay with their animals when they go to sleep, I’m the one that volunteers to. It never gets easier. No matter what the reason for their death, I still feel they deserve to have someone there with them. The OK dogs deserved so much more. However, I am a firm believer that there are fates worse than death. Newkirk, OK was one of them. As luck would have it, a couple of our volunteers were able to stay there, and cradle these dogs in their arms as they took their last breaths. *I think it’s important to mention that the main reason so many dogs were euthanized wasn’t because they were aggressive, it was because there were not more resources available ie: reputable rescues to take on additional dogs.
Several people asked me why I even bothered to go the first time, when I knew that some of them (maybe none of them) would make it out. I’m reminded of…
The Starfish Story
adapted from The Star Thrower
by Loren Eiseley (1907 - 1977)
Once upon a time, there was a wise man who used to go to the ocean to do his writing. He had a habit of walking on the beach before he began his work.One day, as he was walking along the shore, he looked down the beach and saw a human figure moving like a dancer. He smiled to himself at the thought of someone who would dance to the day, and so, he walked faster to catch up.As he got closer, he noticed that the figure was that of a young man, and that what he was doing was not dancing at all. The young man was reaching down to the shore, picking up small objects, and throwing them into the ocean.He came closer still and called out “Good morning! May I ask what it is that you are doing?”The young man paused, looked up, and replied “Throwing starfish into the ocean.”“I must ask, then, why are you throwing starfish into the ocean?” asked the somewhat startled wise man.
To this, the young man replied, “The sun is up and the tide is going out. If I don’t throw them in, they’ll die.”
Upon hearing this, the wise man commented, “But, young man, do you not realize that there are miles and miles of beach and there are starfish all along every mile? You can’t possibly make a difference!”
At this, the young man bent down, picked up yet another starfish, and threw it into the ocean. As it met the water, he said, “It made a difference for that one.”
If you’re ever driving through Newkirk, please stop for gas at the Conoco there. Kudos too to the Kay County Sheriff’s Department. Especially Under Sheriff Kelley, Sheriff Landis, and Desie. I don’t think they ever in their wildest dreams, imagined that so many people would show an outpouring of love and concern for the Pit Bulls there. If you’d like to drop them a thank you, their address is
Kay County Sheriff
110 S. Maple Ave
Newkirk, Oklahoma 74647