AR-News: I got arrested today and still we struggle for Anti-cruelty in Canada

[LP]

It's so late. I just felt like sending this out to the list. I am so
sad.
I got arrested today (hard to believe for the first time!) because I
tried to rescue (too damn late in the day!) a wonderful, unfortunate and
abused guard dog. I found him (after not seeing him for days) outside,
very ill, with a GROSSLY bloated belly. Others gathered. The short
story...I sedated him, I climbed over...he/she (?) was shaking, couldn't
walk, I put a blanket over the sad creature and carressed him. I wanted
him to know love before he likely died. A tear flowed from his eye. He
was being comforted. The local  SPCA (who had not reaceted to numerous
phone calls over the last couple of years about this dog) got involved
(my mistake and some questionable advice)...we couldn't wait, we got
bolt cutters, someone used them, we took him to the emergency vet....he
seemed saveable, even after we brought him into emerg...I had already
lined up a home for him (a rehab place in Ontario) that I pray I would
have acted on a month ago. But I had been preocuppied with several
family crisis.
We were arrested at the Emerg; they (cops) wouldn't even let me leave my
credit card. They hurt me with the handcuffs.
I was in a cell for hours thinking I wouldn't get out tonight. Spoke to
my lawyer...cried for hours in the cell, not for me but for that poor
creature that I hoped I could find love for...for some of its years. He
was so gentle, maybe grateful when I tried to confort him.
I got out of jail at 11:15 (after about 6 hours), called the emerg...he
was still alive, he had received treatment but the police were there,
with the "owner" (the ungodly son of Satan) and, apparently, the
Montreal SPCA (an organization that I opinion needs SERIOUS
investigation)...by the time I got there he was gone, "euthanized" no
doubt because nobody wanted to spend the money and even though I had
said I was coming over with my credit card...well poor dog (whom I
signed in as "Hero") was not my "property" and the vet was not even
allowed to speak to me, though I got some little info and learned that
the people there (including the vet) felt we did right and realized what
was wrong with the damn laws, etc. and urged me to carry on the
fight...I left flowers in the fence just earlier, om the middle of the
night, the fence where he often lied (I cry as I write this...I feel so
damn guilty for betraying this love), in the freezing weather, growling
in fear, wanting love...and I left a poem on the fence... a promise that
we would work harder in his memory and try not to fail others...in this
damn country.
I will carry on , with many others. I will write something for
publication when I am eased from the trauma. I am just sad and feeling
that we failed. That I failed. He was a beautiful creature, there are so
many others we know of course and hundreds of guard dogs being treated
like pieces of dirt and metal like the junk in Son-of-Satan's used car
lot. I have to focus; I have to direct my anger appropriately to help
get this Canadian anti-cruelty legislation going, to bring this to the
public...Sorry...I had to get some of this out...I will write something
much better to post elsewhere as soon as I can...
LP
(Montreal)