What Everyone Who Buys A Puppy Ought To Know

By on September 22, 2015

I want to take you on a journey. To a place you will hope exists only in my imagination, dark as that is. But it does exist, it’s a place that few people ever enter. Luckily for them, writes Janetta Harvey.

The atmosphere is hard to describe, but let’s start with gloomy, colourless, dingy. And dusty. Nose-itchingly dusty from the dirty straw and sawdust on the concrete floor. Through blinking, irritated eyes, through the poor light and dust-choked air, you see row upon row of concrete pens, with cage-like, steel barred, cobweb peppered doors across the front of each one. Dust sprinkled cobwebs. They’re not often opened.

Tombs. That’s what you think when you look at the spaces enclosed by concrete block walls. But there’s no silence of the grave about this place. As your throat tightens, and your squinting eyes adjust to the shadowy gloom, your ears are forced to remain open. The noise that’s in every filthy, stinking corner and dreary inch of this place forces its way inside your ears, battering, smashing into your brain against your will. Dogs barking, screaming, crying, whimpering, calling for help. Help that won’t come. Hoarse dog howls of despair. Losing their minds. And the wretched, raging sounds won’t leave you for a long while after you go from here, to head back into the light and cold, fresh air of freedom.

Standing still, trying to anchor yourself for a journey you’ve only just begun, you close your eyes. You try to hold back the silent tears which roll down your cheeks, past your nose which wants to close, to stop the nauseating stench from reaching into you, forcing up your last meal. As the sickening smell of years of filth and shit and piss and death and betrayal of man’s best friend makes your stomach flip and turn and knot, you force your eyes open and look into those of one skinny grey schnauzer.

She looks down, turns away, shivering, shaking in fear and crawls on her belly through the wet faeces and dirt to the farthest, darkest corner of her concrete prison cell. Away from you. She knows you cannot help her. She gave up a long time ago when she died inside. If she feels anything at all it’s fear. She fears you and all humanity.

You involuntarily scratch at yourself. Your skin itches. But is this real? Or are you just thinking it is, as you see the next dog, a filthy, grimy grey, should-be-white westie, with her flea infested coat and scabby skin, eyes running with infection trying to keep her tiny, sickly pup alive and warm, although she’s chilled to the bone and starving herself.

Trying not to breathe as you drag yourself through noxious fug, along the row of tombs, you see a spaniel, pacing, circling round and round his pen going slowly, agonisingly mad as his years in the cage lengthen into insanity.

You are here, on this journey to see, to hear, to breathe, to record the reality of legal, licensed puppy farming in the UK today. And when you leave, you take all this with you, and it never goes away. It stays a part of you forever. And you weep, scream and shout and cry out for something, somebody, anybody, to stop this from happening. Once the tears stop, you write your report, you submit your film, you tell the authorities and relevant agencies and you beg them to do their jobs properly. To stop this crazy cruelty that you witness again and again and again. For years, you make journeys like this.

And nothing changes. Except the dogs whose fate it is to live and die in the puppy farms.

Words transcribed and rewritten from interviews with Puppy Love Campaigns founder and investigator, ‘Ronnie’, who, since 2008, along with a small group of trusted volunteers has been going into puppy farms filming, gathering evidence and reporting to the RSPCA and local authorities. Their films have been shown on television and through their efforts, successful prosecutions for animal cruelty and breeding without license have occurred. Puppy Love Campaigns continue to investigate and go where others should, but aren’t. Into the places where thousands of dogs are incarcerated for years on end to supply the puppy trade. Places where puppies and parent dogs die of starvation, and disease. Where no-one sees, or seems to care.


Janetta Harvey is a writer and independent commentator on the international puppy breeding industry. She is author of Saving Susie-Belle, a personal account of the life she shares with her adopted dog, Susie-Belle, a survivor of years spent in the worst end of the commercial breeding industry. The sequel, Saving One More examines the global nature of the puppy business and updates readers on life shared these days, with Susie-Belle’s adopted canine sister, Twinkle, another rescued breeding dog, severely damaged by her years of imprisonment in a UK puppy farm.

Janetta lives with her husband, Michel, Susie-Belle, Twinkle and their canine sister, Renae in England and France. Janetta is a prolific writer on puppy farming for various print and online outlets, believing the right words can bring potent change in the world.  She is currently working on a book for children, the puppy buyers of the future.Her books can be purchased from good book stores and online stockists and directly from her website www.janettaharvey.com Janetta can be followed on Twitter @SusieBSchnauzer and Facebook https://www.facebook.com/pages/Susie-Belle-Schnauzer/705830289434936?ref=br_rs and Instagram @Sassyschnauzersisters

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  1. Susan Conlan

    September 23, 2015 at 3:50 am

    My heart breaks for these sad creatures. When I go to any rescue I want to take them all home. My husband and I had a Lhasa Apso, Miss Maggie Mae, whom he purchased as a wedding present for me, at Petland in our local mall, before we ever knew about puppy mills. We had haEr for 13 beautiful years. Now we have a Morkie and a Pomeranian, both rescues, and just as wonderful. Although I would never give up my years with Maggie – she truly was special – I wish we had known to save. Another life. We will add a third dog to our family soon, probably a Yorkie, so I have begun searching my friends at the shelters!

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