This past Tuesday, my wife and I were enjoying what should have been a peaceful walk with our dog. We live near Lansing’s Old Town and had decided to take our usual route, nothing special, just a quiet way to get some steps in and let our pup enjoy the air.
But what we heard just a few blocks from our home has really stuck with me.
We were near Cesar Chavez Avenue, just off Willow Street and Grand River Avenue, when a sound shattered the calm. It was a dog screaming in agony. Not barking. Not whining. Screaming in pain. Loud, sharp, horrifying cries that sent chills down our spines. The kind of sound that makes your chest tighten instantly.
It went on for more than a minute. It sounded like the dog was being beaten or attacked, the kind of suffering you never expect to hear.
We immediately started to try and locate the house. We walked street after street through a part of town that’s clearly been forgotten and left behind. The sidewalks were cracked and littered with broken glass. Many front yards were overgrown with weeds, fences leaning or missing, trash and forgotten toys scattered in the grass. The houses were old, not charming old, but weathered, beaten-down, rotting wood and peeling paint old. A poverty stricken pocket of Lansing.
Still, we tried. We circled several blocks, but we couldn’t pinpoint where the cries had come from. Eventually, the dog went silent and that was somehow worse. We didn’t know if someone finally stepped in… or if it was too late.
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The rest of the day was tough. I couldn’t get the sound out of my head. That night, I lay awake thinking of that poor dog wondering if it was okay. Does it live like this every day? Is it ever walked? Does it get fed? Is it scared all the time? How many times has it cried like that, with no one stepping in?
I know we couldn’t find it. I know we tried. But it didn’t feel like enough. It still doesn’t feel like enough.
And I think about all the other animals just like it that are silent victims behind closed doors. Dogs and cats in homes where they’re seen as property, not as living beings. Where they’re neglected, beaten, or simply left to rot.
We have a duty to speak up, to care, to respect all life, even when it’s not convenient, especially when it’s not convenient.
Even if that dog wasn’t ours, it still mattered. And I believe it still does.
So please, if you hear something, say something. If you see neglect, do something. Let’s look out for the voiceless among us. Not just because we can… but because we must!
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