Dear Mr. President...

This is not such a wordless Wednesday (Plus, Dad hasn't fixed the camera cord yet, so no Christmas pictures!)... My momma brought it to my attention that Mr. Present called the Eagles owner and thanked him for hiring Michael Vick.  Click Here for the link.  Here's what I have to say... (it's really from momma and me... mostly the momma)


Dear Mr. President,

Please explain to me why you believe that Jeffrey Lurie deserves a "Congratulations" for hiring Michael Vick.  I would LOVE to know your whole thought process on this entire conversation.  Instead of giving thanks for allowing that piece of trash a second chance at fame, you should be showing your gratitude to those rescues who volunteered their time, their own money, those who spent countless hours rehabilitating those dogs that HE ruined.  You should be congratulating those people who fought to keep these dogs alive, who fought to give those DOGS a second chance.  Being in the NFL is a privilege... it should be reserved for people who are positive role models for the children watching them.  Michael Vick knew what he was doing to those dogs was wrong... he knew, and he continued to do it.  He's only sorry that he got caught.  How would you feel, Mr. President, if Michael Vick took YOUR dog, grabbed it by the ankles and slammed its body into the ground over and over until it gave up and died?  Then threw it into a cold hole in the ground and forgot about it.  Would you be calling someone and thanking them for giving him a second chance, then?  Doubtful.  Mr. President, take a few hours out of your busy schedule (you had enough free time to call the coach of the Eagles, you should have enough free time to read) and read the book "The Lost Dogs."  Read their story... read the real things that happened to them, the awful life they were forced to live and the difficult time they had realizing there was a better life out there for them.  Read about the people who helped these dogs.  Read about the awful person Michael Vick is.

The thankful part of this story is that those dogs were given a second chance.  Those innocent dogs were shown that life isn't as horrible as it once was for them.  They didn't choose to be abused by Michael Vick and his associates, they were there with no escape, without knowing that a better life existed.  Michael Vick made the choice, he chose over and over again to abuse those dogs. To force them to tear the flesh off of other dogs.  He chose to brutally kill them when they didn't fight. 

The real story here isn't about Michael Vick.  It's about the dogs.  It's about the uphill battle they had to fight.  It's about the volunteers who gave their time to help them.  It's about using these dogs to change the minds of many about the breed people are so scared of.  It's showing people that even when raised in the God awful circumstances, these dogs are still wonderful.  They're not vicious, they're not blood hungry... they're dogs.  Happy, loving, caring dogs.  And shame on you, Mr. President, for thanking Mr. Lurie.  Shame on you for giving Michael Vick any more positive attention than he deserves.  Shame on you for losing light of the dogs that had to suffer because of him. 

Sincerly,
An animal lover, Jenn... and her pitbull, Corbin

I'm disappointed, Mr. President.

We'll be back to our regularly scheduled Corbin Program tomorrow :o)