Comments by "Ida Larsen" (@idalarsen2540) on "Why Dr. Phil Instructs A Staff Member To Call Animal Control On A Guest" video.

For real. I became homeless for about three years, and I had both a dog and a cat before that happened (honestly not my fault, seriously. Long story). Luckily I knew that my dog could stay with my father safely, so she wasn't really a worry for me. My cat on the other hand was. I knew of no one that would agree to take care of my cat for me while I tried finding a new place, so I was extremely worried. I asked EVERYONE I knew, posted about it daily on facebook and everywhere. I knew I could give him away, but I simply refused having to give him up to strangers. That was so horrible, the entire thing. I wanted my sweet cat back, we loved each other so much and I knew I could provide a great home for him as soon as I found somewhere new to live. It took me quite some time, three years like I said - but I did it. I eventually did recieve an offer from a friend who were willing to take him in, but after a while she found him to be "too much" for her (she fell way too deep in her drug abuse smh, my cat wasn't at fault in any way. He's a sweetie. I panicked as I had to look for someone else. Eventually someone else I knew took him in, but after a while they broke up and we're moving away from each other, and none of them were willing to take him with them. Same route once again. These two people were my last hope (I thought), so it absolutely broke my heart. I still refused to give him up. Then, like a miracle, some friends of some of my other friends had heard about our story and wanted to help - for free, even. They took him in and cared so much for him. They cared so much in fact that they wanted to TAKE HIM, despite promising me that I'd get him back when the time was ready. I was livid, completely FURIOUS. I couldn't do anything but cry myself to sleep every night, and just the thought of him brought me to tears. I had already fought so much for him, my energy was drained. Still, the thought of losing him for good was too much for me. I just couldn't take it. I did everything and more to convince them to give him back to me. After months of living in my new apartment, I still hadn't gotten him back, but I refused to let him go. Eventually, they budged. Thankfully. I now live safely with both my pets, my dog Lucy and my cat Skurk (Norwegian for criminal, pretty much - sounds like a weird name in English but I promise you, he fits his name completely and everyone just finds it to be a cute, fitting name for him). I work and take care of them very well, more than I've seen most people do. I'm so glad that I kept fighting for us, that I never lost hope regardless of how dark it all seemed for years. I'll fight for my loved ones, my pets any time, any day. Always. ALWAYS.
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Yeah, they probably have that "LAUGH" sign hung up. Still, the fact that he wasted absolutely no time calling them out on the animal abuse and him making sure that someone would rescue them is applaus worthy. It shouldn't be, but waaaay to few people care about animals in bad situations. WAY TOO FEW PEOPLE CARE. THEY'RE NOT OBJECTS.
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Fr 😭😭😭 I live for my pets (cat and dog), my children as I call them. Call me crazy for that, I don't care. I view them as my children. Even if I just accidentaly manage to step on my dog's foot or something like that, I feel sooooo bad and start hugging and apologizing - even if she barely noticed. One time I was cutting my dog's hair (she doesn't shed her fur, she's allergy friendly so she practically has more human like hair, hence why I have to cut it) and I was getting tired as I had been cutting her for so long. I was tired, she was tired so she started moving around a bit making it harder for me to cut, so I accidentally managed to come close to her skin on her chest while cutting. It BARELY cut her at all, but I did hear her scream very high pitched (not for long at all, it was more of a "ouch" in dog language) so I threw the scissors right away that second and I started crying. I checked her to see how bad it was.. it didn't even start bleeding, it was more of a scratch. So luckily, it couldn't have been that painful. I'm sure it was painful that second, but like I said, it was tiny and didn't even bleed the slightest bit. I started bawling my eyes out, hugging her and all. She was wagging her tail as soon as I hugged her, so it couldn't have hurt much at all, and she understood that it was just a little accident, nothing on purpose at all. That just goes to show how much I love and care for my pets. Even the slightest little "could happen to the best"-things breaks my heart and makes me feel so bad. So, just the thought of doing something like this lady is doing - I could NEVER. It just breaks my heart so much. It doesn't matter at all whether I know the animals or not, seeing them hurt in even the slightest way is heartbreaking. I don't understand people that willfully aquires pets, only to not give them proper care and love. I've seen homeless people literally taking so much better care for their dogs than this lady/family has. Having a big home and a garden is worthless if you're not taking actual care for them. I live in not the smallest, yet surely not the biggest apartment (I've lived in much smaller places than now also) but that doesn't matter. They have space to move around in here and most importantly, they're properly fed with good food and have all that they need. I take my dog out for 3-5 times a day, depending on my energy, if I work that day and on the weather (I live in Norway so our winters are extremely cold lol, so we spend more time inside during winter than summer). They're happy, clean, fed, not too big or too small, healthy and everything. Having a big home and a garden means NOTHING to your pets if you don't take care of them. It's not adequate to just let them outside in the garden, never walking them. It sure is a great bonus to your pets if you have a big home and a garden if you actually take care of them. That's definetely a great bonus. But that's all it is. It's just a bonus that makes it a bit easier for you to exercise especially your dogs. Your garden doesn't take care of your pets, YOU take care of your pets. Smdh.
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@Verdeniza Uhmm. Okay. That doesn't mean it's okay to do this to all these poor pets. They've done nothing wrong.
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First of all, they need to respect their innocent pets. They have zero voice or skin in the game. They deserve waaaay better.
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