My name is Gory and this my story. I am no longer here as I was poisoned by someone pretending to be a vet. He misled my carer by saying that he was feeding me vitamins. He instead, poisoned me. When I was brought to the vet, it was too late. I suffered a slow and excruciating death. I don’t understand why this man had to end my life, when I caused him no harm. I was an 8-year old dog who was born in Damansara Perdana. There are a many of us here. We used to belong to the orang Asli Community but when development happened here, we were all displaced. We had nowhere to go and food were scarce until some good people started feeding us. Many of us were spayed and vaccinated.
This has always been our home and there is nowhere else for us to go. While some of the people are kind to us, many who bought properties here saw us as nuisance. They called us pests and wanted to get rid of us. I don’t understand this hostility when we have never caused them harm. Some of my friends were attacked, burnt alive and even poisoned. Why? Don’t we deserve to live as much as you. Don’t our lives have value? Aren’t we God’s creation too just like you?
To prevent more of my friends from being killed and tortured, a group of my human friends are trying to rescue us and place us in shelters. It is not ideal but we will be safe and have a fighting chance at life. Please help save my friends by donating to this cause.