The stray dogs of Puerto Rico called Satos and rescue efforts.

We need help! "Stray From The Heart" a rescue group in NY is looking for a traveler from PR to NY in the next two weeks with American Airlines. A female dog and her puppies have been adopted and need to get to their destination. A contact will meet the traveler after and before the flight. The traveler will only document the dogs. Call Toni Bordon 1 917 957 4194

This page is dedicated to those people who can not walk by a bewildered and abandoned stray dog or cat and keep on going. This page is to praise and help those who try to take care of a few - or as many as possible.

. . . this is only the beginning, this page will grow and grow! so come back to it.

Rescued dogs - now pampered pets!

'OSO" the golden retriever above on my chair has found a goood home! He is now be THE dog at "Casa Picaflores' in Naguabo! Hooray! They are taking excellent care of him . . from now on!

Puppy at the top ( in the photo above) was poisoned ( and killed ) recently , by a neighbor. There have been no consequences for what she has done.

August 31, 2008 'Rosie' my latest 'throw away'

how to start. . . about two months ago someone threw 'Rosie' away on the country road I drive on to get home. She is a sweet Dalmation who has obviously had puppies but stopped nursing them some time ago. I guess her owners decided to ditch her and keep the puppies. ?

She was very expectant for a few weeks, every car that drove by she would turn to, "have you come back for me? Did you lose me and now have found me?" but another week went by and she settled down to the grim survival path she learned to take. I have driven by her so many times and could see how she was deteriorating. Around the 3rd or 4th week I thought she was doing pretty well ( now why did I not just pick her up? I had 5 dogs and a small yard and very little income) . . but things have changed. I found a wonderful home for the Golden Retriever I rescued (who had been beaten). My two smaller dogs were poisoned by a neighbor 3 weeks ago and died quickly. It sort of simply took the wind out of my sails.

but even the saddest events can start to fade in time, and life goes on.

Now I have only two dogs, that is, until tonight, when driving home. . . along comes Rosie slowly making her way back to the dump. ( She travels between the garbage dump and the swimming hole on the river where weekenders throw their picnic garbage )

Not only has she become covered in mange in this last week but tonight she is limping and obviously very tired.. OK, I simly could not bear this any longer so I put her in the car and brought her home. She seems very sweet and cries when I pet her. ( not in pain, just in appreciation) Tomorrow starts the recovery program. de-worm and de-tick and deal with the mange. My two dogs are locked inside as they all must meet slowly and I would like to tackle the mange before my dogs get close to her.

I hope she is good with other dogs. I can not afford to get her spayed, which is a must..... we will just all keep going on together. I do not have much expectation of finding her a home, she is not especially beautiful, she is not a puppy.

so again, like every other person on this island who has any heart at all, I have too many dogs!

P.S. There is no government, nor private animal refuge to take a dog to in Puerto Rico, other than to be euthanized. The few places that try to adopt out their dogs are simply swamped. There are too many dogs and not enough spay and neuter programs.

August 19, 2008. Once again, I am heartsick. My two beloved little dogs have been killed by poison from a neighbor. Called the police, nothing can be done. I am down to only 2 dogs.. One was adopted to a good home, ( Hooray, the bear got a new GOOD home!) two killed.

But that is not what is my most recent sadness is about. It is the new dogs abandoned on my road home. A full grown female Dalmatian. A young puppy and a large dog with longish black hair. I keep my eye on the dalmatian. I am observing her adapt to her new homeless state. She has found the dump. She degenerates slowly. Yeah, I should pick her up, But I KNOW that I will not be able to find a home for her. I know I can not afford the vet bills. so I watch her and feel sick. Eventually I will have to do something but I put off the responsibility of another dog. I don't know which neighbor poisoned my two little dogs.. this sick person is still out there. I never know when I get home if my last two dogs will have been poisoned.. I have to lock them inside the hot house when I go out, to protect them ...........

There is no safe place to take these animals to.. I could take them to the one and only government refuge to be ( albeit humanely) killed, but I am not motivated to do this.

SOLUTIONS: Puerto Rico needs lasting solutions to the 'culture of abandoning dogs'. Massive sweeps and killings are not a solution, in fact they are a symptom and add to the problem.

1. If the few existing Government Animal Refuges were to pay people $20 to people to bring their dogs in for spaying or neutering, this would help a great deal. No questions asked, spay or neuter the dog and get your $20 when you pick up the dog AND the dog has been scanned for a microchip to make sure of its' rightful owner . ( Pet owners had better get their dogs microchip ed so their pets don't get stolen.) This program should last for one year. Then revert to a minimal fee basis, until the problem builds up again. The microchip scan is an important part of regulating this practice.

2. Private animal shelters can be limited to a certain amount of dogs - up to 24? - according to their ability to care for them. The Government 'pays a vet' to visit all the private shelters and spay, vaccinate and treat all the private shelter dogs. In other words the government should HELP and not hinder private shelters. Private shelters should not have the authority to put dogs to sleep. They can be taken to the government run shelters for this, who should co-operate and not charge private shelters for this public service.

3. 'Dog Rescuers' ( private citizens who work with helping dogs) can get a permit to keep up to 5 dogs in their private homes at a time and also benefit from these government services.

4. Laws are a minor and feeble solution. They are only very rarely enforced. ( but naturally good laws should be in place).

5. The Land authority has so much land to disperse. Let them lease sections to private non profit shelters.

What I am saying, in other words, is : Let the government HELP private shelters and support them as much as possible. Let the government offer free ( or bounty fee) to bring dogs and cats in for spay and neutering. This way of doing this allows people who care to care for the animals and will, in the long run, change the entire stray dog disaster that Puerto Rico has presently.

More info: Another web page with some helpful information about taking local dogs back to the mainland.

"If you pick up a starving dog and make him prosperous, he will not bite you;
that is the principal difference between dog and man.

I know that many of you see what Steve was doing with “feeding the dogs” as a very simple task that doesn’t have much meaning. Steve and Sandra were taking care of the tragedies near home for hours each and every day. . More were dumped off daily.

People who “feed the dogs” have to go to the dogs every single day without fail. It doesn't matter if the weather is stormy, if it is the weekend, it ’s Christmas, you have family visiting, or if you ’re sick. You have to go. They dogs will have NOTHING without you. Every day Steve would gather up his supplies. We paid for the supplies with our own money. I know, I saw the bills. I do the check writing and the bill paying. We overall averaged about $800 to $1000 per month. The supplies entailed: dry dog food, dry cat food, cans of wet dog food, fresh water, sanitizing wipes, baby formula, bottles, blankets, and topical medication. When we finally connected with Mary Eldergill, we also were able to bring veterinary prescribed medicine to treat intestinal and heart worms, mange, and fleas and we were able to give vaccinations.

Steve would go to the beach every day for 2 hours at a minimum and up to a full 8 hour day. It depended on the day’s events – new puppies or tragedies. He and Sandra were the dogs’ saviors. Again, without them, the dogs had NOTHING.

Steve had a set routine. He would comb the road leading to the beach. New dogs or the most feral would be there. He would have to relocate the new ones to the beach for their safety. He would spend time with the new ones integrating them into the packs. Steve was the alpha dog to the different packs, so he had the ability to do this.

First let me talk about socialization. Steve would spend time with each dog. If there was ever any chance of the dog being someone ’s pet, the dog could not be food aggressive. He had to work on some of them, if it was not natural. He had to teach dog aggressive dogs to find their order in the pack. He ’d help the gentle leaders like Leo and Aslan to put the dog into its place. He would integrate freshly abandoned dogs into the packs. He would show the packs that this new dog was accepted by him, the pack leader. Some dogs were very scared of people. He would spend countless hours attempting to gain their trust. Did you know that it took months to be able to touch Shep? That was Steve’s work. I witnessed it all. It was so exciting the day we got to pet him. Of course it’s such a memory to me because I’m partial to German Shepherds.

New abandoned puppies had to be placed in safe areas. They were car stupid and were easily hit. He and Sandra set up a puppy room in the old abandoned ship building. They cleaned it, monitored it for dangers, and kept track of them there. The puppies tended to keep each other safe. They were away from some of the adult alpha dogs that might hurt them, and they were out of sight of most of the public.

New litters of puppies had to be found. The mothers sometimes would locate them in dangerous areas. A puppy could choke on vines if it wandered from the litter. Sometimes the mom would locate them next to the road where cars could hit them. Other times they would be so obvious that an ignorant person would find them and take one or more because they were so cute. Some were too young to survive away from the mother. They would be returned dead. So, Steve would spend loads of time looking for them every day and making sure they were safe. If they were in a poor location he would relocate them.

Let’s talk about health problems. Nina and Nicole scream the loudest to me. Why didn’t we take them to the vet? I’m sure you’ve wondered that. Well, Steve and I only have so much money, and there were 50 to 100 dogs there at a time. Which dog do we save with our limited funds? We were in love with Nina and Nicole, but they would require major hospitalization. We did our best. We made sure Ginni’s vet friend from Mayaguez gave them their vaccinations. We fed them wet food and dry food twice a day. We gave them fresh water. We kept them away from the other dogs because they were big and the other dogs would have fought them and hurt their health even further. It was the best we could do without additional help. But, we kept them alive. They also gained weight since the time they first arrived. On top of it all, we got them to trust humans again.

The relationship of these dogs to Steve were like his own pets. They were emotionally attached to each other. They greeted each other enthusiastically every day.

It was important to get to know each dog and their quirks. We had to know how rescueable they were. We had to know if they had special needs. If someone did adopt them in the US, we could tell them all we knew. That was our plan.

We didn’t just feed the dogs at Dead Dog Beach. We spent time with them. We taught them their pecking order, we taught them to not be food or animal aggressive, we taught them to respect humans. We also gained their trust and we taught them humans could be kind. We spent countless hours just petting and talking softly to them. We looked carefully every day for each and every one of them. There were many places they would hang out or hide. If one would go missing he would search and search for them.

Steve also was always looking out for dead dogs. He would smell rot or death. He would traipse through the jungle or down dirt roads until the scent was strong. He would find the bodies there and he would photograph them. If one of his dogs was missing, there was a good chance the corpse was theirs. He had to fully examine them, opening buckets and tied up plastic garbage bags to see if it was his dog. Sadly, too many times he knew them. This is how we found Casey (one of my favorites, a white German Shepherd). Other times, they were new arrivals from other sites or peoples’ homes.

Other times he would find his pets, like Aslan, laying intact but in the open, with blood coming from his nose. It was tragic. It was tragic so many days there.

Again, I have to stress, “feeding the dogs” is not easy. In fact, it is dirty, hard, depressing, thankless work. It also had it’s dangers. Steve was physically threatened by locals and even authorities for embarrassing them. He was given warnings, which included a cat who died on a noose hanging at eye level right where we would routinely go every day.

Let me talk about urgent care. The perfect example was Evelyn, the boxer. She was hit by a car one day. She was so sweet and it was so tragic. The hit had crushed her vertebrae and severed her spinal cord near her tail. Steve relocated her to a sheltered area in the boat house. But, the inevitable had to happen. She had to be put down. It was the humane thing to do. I saw her too in that state. I agreed with Steve. It took days for Steve to get the courage. He talked with Sandra and Ginni. Ginni paid for it from her new organization. It cost several hundred dollars. It took a lot of energy Steve’s and Ginni’s part to talk the veterinarian to do a beach visit. The vet was so cold about it. Steve felt so alone. He held her face and looked into her eyes while he injected her. He sat with her for a while. Then he had to bury her.

This type of event was not isolated. Steve buried over 1000 dogs there. I have many more stories, stories of events that I personally witnessed too.

I hope you have a better picture of what “feeding the dogs” entails. It is a lot more complicated than the title. It’s living in the trenches. The vets and kennels are essential in placing the dogs. The animal rescuers fund the vet bills and kennel fees. Sometimes animal rescuers are the kennels (like Mary, Margie, and Doris). The animal rescue organizations are the distributors who ship the dogs to the US shelters. The people who take the dog to their permanent homes are essential too. Everyone is important in this process,

You don’t have a live, somewhat healthy, sociable, rescue-able dog without the people “feeding the dogs.” You would never be able to just pull up to Dead Dog beach and get so many dogs to go into crates without people like Steve. They would have run away from you. He kept them alive and he got them ready to be rescued. You would have never known about Dead Dog Beach if it wasn’t for him. Remember, he did this for a full year without help from organizations. He never got credit for it until over a year later. He did this selflessly, never for the glory. He did this for the dogs.

Steve did a lot of amazing work with “feeding the dogs.” It’s hard for some of you to imagine what “feeding the dogs” entailed because you have never done it. Your work is very tangible. Some rescuers can count or tally up the number of dogs they drive to the airport and ship to US shelters. And, we appreciated it tremendously. Without their link in the chain between the beach and a permanent home in the US, the dogs would not be happy today.

We give credit to every rescue organization and every major rescuer in the efforts for 'Dead Dog Beach'

Animal rescuers have one common goal – to save the dogs. All are either individuals putting their own money into the cause and doing their own work but interacting on an as-needed basis, or part of a rescue organization. Each person and organization has their own philosophies about how to reach this common goal. It is a very stressful, emotional and depressing job to do animal rescue. We’ve all burned out at different times.

When the project of Dead Dog Beach finally got noticed by people other than Steve or Sandra Cintron, it was great. I was told by Puerto Rico animal rescue veterans (20+ years of work) that this was an amazing experience. They said it was the first time they had ever seen organizations and people working together in harmony and saving so many dogs in such a short period of time. It was a beautiful and exciting time.

The focus was on abused and neglected animals. What was discussed during the interview with People magazine? I was there too. When Anne Driscoll first met Steve, she came to our house in Rhode Island. She interviewed the both of us. She also got to meet our two dogs, Brianna and Bradley.

Anne interviewed both of us together. I heard what Steve said the whole time. This is how the interview went. We explained in chronological order our lives in Puerto Rico. We moved there officially in the beginning of October of 2005. Steve found Dead Dog Beach while looking for a kitesurfing location. He was excited to take up kitesurfing, since he did paragliding in the US, but thought he should take up an analogous sport which was great for the hot Caribbean life. He bought kitesurfing gear in the US just before moving down.

Anyway, he was walking on the beach in Yabucoa on the second day in PR. The beach was called officially Playa Lucia, but also had the nickname of Dead Dog Beach as we were told by the locals. He came upon a virtually hairless, leathery skin dog with one blue eye and one hazel eye. By the blue eye he knew the dog was a husky. He seemed barely alive, as his ribs were so prominent. Steve was so hurt by what he saw. He forgot all his thoughts about kitesurfing and immediately went to the grocery store to buy dog food. He got one 5 pound bag of puppy food and some soft food. He also bought water. He figured that the dog only had a few days left in his life. He should have a full tummy on his last days. He should also know that another creature cared about his life. So, he returned to the beach to feed him. Well, while he was at the store, it seemed that “Blue Eye” had told his friends. When Steve showed up with food, there were about five dogs coming out of the bushes to feed too. They all were in different states of health. All pretty devastating though. That is also the first day he met Lucy, who had hair but many open and infected sores and her ribs were also very prominent. Steve called me at work right away. I remember the call. He was in disbelief with the devastation. He didn’t know what to do. He was depressed. He knew he had to go back again the next day to see how they were and feed them again.

The next day, news had gotten out in the dog world at Dead Dog Beach. More dogs showed up. Steve quickly learned that 5 pounds of food didn’t go very far. He needed about 4 times that every day. At any given time at the beach, there were 50 to 100 dogs. Some were puppies with their moms who were able to nurse them. Some puppies were dumped off without their moms and he had to feed them formula from bottles. Some dogs choked on the dry food because they were dumped off at the beach with collars or cables for collars so tight. The owners had put it on them as puppies and they had long outgrown them to the point that their skin was growing around the collars. Steve had to go home to get bolt cutters to get the collars off. Some dogs were so emaciated, they were staggering from the little energy they had left. He had to feed them with wet food. Their wounds had to be treated with antiseptic. He sprayed them with Bactine so the wound would be numb for at least a little while.

This went on for months and months. He met Sandra on one of his trips to the beach within the first couple of months. They shared stories and names. They named each and every dog and tracked them daily. They e-mailed and called each other to keep track of the events and favorite locations for the dogs to hang out so they wouldn’t miss anything when they were there every day.

Steve went to the beach every single day of the week. It was not fun work. In fact it was very depressing. It was thankless. Nobody knew that he was doing it except me, Sandra, and his family and friends. When he would tell people about it, they would ask him what good was he doing? The dogs were going to die anyway. He wasn’t rescuing any of them. He would tell me what people had said. He would come home from a day at the beach and cry to me, especially when something tragic happened. He would wonder if he was prolonging their tortured lives. I would tell him, “of course you are doing good. These dogs are relying on you. They enjoy their time with you. It is the only joy they have in life right now. Their stomachs are full. You show them love. At least if they die tonight, their stomachs won’t be hurting from hunger and they know that someone loves them.”

I went to the beach with Steve too. I went every weekend and every holiday. I couldn’t go during the week because I had to work. But I partook in the dog rescue efforts at Dead Dog Beach. I knew who Lucy, Leo, Sheppie were. I also knew Aslan and Casey quite well. Nina and Nicole were two of my favorites. I’m partial to big dogs, like Rottweillers but especially German Shepherds, because my first dog was one.

Anyway, I have stories too. When I couldn’t be at the beach, Steve would come home telling me the events of every day. When Steve was explaining different events to Anne, I would fill in any momentarily forgotten details.

The first year at Dead Dog Beach felt pretty helpless. We told Anne ( the reporter) this. We didn’t pull a single dog off that beach and ship it to the US. We tried. I contacted a county shelter I had volunteered at in California. I was planning to take dogs with me on a business trip. They refused to take them. They were worried about rabies. The dogs would need to be in quarantine for 90 days. We couldn’t afford it.

We contacted other organizations in March 2006. They couldn’t help us at the time because they were already overwhelmed by all the work that they were barely able to accomplish – there were too many dogs. But coincidentally Ginni Cornett happened to contact them around the same time. They put us in touch with each other. We were three individuals with no money. All we could do is feed the dogs and do basic first aid. But, Ginni was working from Florida and had some time and was in the right environment to focus on putting together an organization and drum up some funds. We told Anne all about this. We also told her fondly about how Ginny orchestrated this amazing effort of an on-site beach neutering clinic one Sunday. She found a veterinarian who traveled 3 hours across the island with her vet tech. They volunteered their services, Ginni paid for the medication. The doctor also gave rabies vaccinations to all the dogs we could muster up.

It felt better having Ginni there too. It wasn’t so lonely. We felt more hope. But it wasn’t until one year after starting the “dog feeding” efforts, that we finally were able to pull dogs off the beach and get them vet care and ultimately shipped to the US shelters to be adopted. We told Anne ( the reporter) about this. We listed all the organizations and people who came together to pull this off. Liz Kracht, Christine Driscoll, Ginni Cornett, Katie Block, Mary Eldergill, Yolanda, Margarita and Doris Vita. We brought up Amigos de los Animales and Island Dog. We mentioned Keishya Salko too. We were so happy finally that we all could do this together. Between everyone, we were all able to get over 500 dogs off the island to the US for adoption. Plus our pets that we fostered at the beach finally had a new lease on life.

By the way, we talked about how Mary was such a saint. She and her husband had such patience and dedication for the dogs to live with so many and care for so many at one time.

We spoke so highly of Traer. We said she should contact her for some amazing photos. We said that Traer captured the most beautiful sides of these dogs. She has talent and we wanted her to get credit.

We told Anne about how beautiful Dr. Ramos was. He is an amazing and wonderful person. He was our favorite vet that we trusted with our own personal pets. He was so kind to give us discounts on all of our rescued animals from Dead Dog Beach. He truly cares and so does his whole staff. Everyone in his office were great. We wanted to give him so much credit.

We stressed that Sandra Cintron was such a wonderful person. She was so consistent. She spent all of her money, even when she didn’t have a job, to buy dog food and feed the dogs.

We didn’t want to leave anyone out. It was so important to us. We talked about it before the interview. Everyone had spent so much blood, sweat and tears and their own money. We spoke so fondly of you all. We were so grateful. We felt so helpless until the point you stepped into the picture.

I don’t know why the only direct credit was given to Steve in People magazine. How editing occurs in the world of journalism is not my world. There are reasons. People magazine is very successful, so there are reasons for it. But, what you need to know, what matters more than anything, is that Steve and I gave you all such wonderful and positive credit. We would never have said anything bad about you. This was a story going public about a very important cause. Everyone deserved credit and healing. You all deserved to get this to be more energized about your efforts.

As sad as the Barceloneta case was, it needs to be used as an example. We have to all ride the media wave. Every rescuer seems to be either writing articles or books and getting them published (Liz and Traer), speaking on TV or radio news programs (Rosina, Chris, Liz, Traer and others), or getting articles written about them (Sandra and Steve). If one person gets into the limelight, it seems like more journalists are around the corner wanting to talk with each and every one of you to find your story, your angle of your rescue efforts. Let it all happen. When it happens to one, it happens to all. If you let it happen without fighting it, then more attention is paid to the cause! Remember what you were doing this all for? It was for the poor, homeless, abused and neglected dogs!!! Don’t stop the media from exposing this problem. We need attention brought to this as much as possible. We can’t do this alone. We need as many people behind us all to push the effort forward to make permanent change in Puerto Rico!

Now, I’ll agree with you that sometimes articles and news stories are exaggerated. Sometimes mis-quotes are published. Sometimes stories are sensationalized.

"Steve and Sandra and Pamela, although extraordinary, are not unique! I can name many people in different parts of Puerto Rico who have a daily routine of feeding stray dogs in different places. Almost everyone who loves dogs here has more than they can handle in their house! Puerto Rico needs DESPERATELY a solution to this problem. The solution involves FREE sterilization clinics. and incentives to sterilize the dogs, possibly a reward for getting stray dogs sterilized!! Imagine that!!

Although shipping dogs to the mainland US solves the immediate problems for some homeless dogs it does not solve the problem of dogs constantly being dumped and dogs reproducing puppies that will not get homes. People need incentives and education... there are already laws that are rarely enforced.

There is only one thing clear that must be done on this island for the welfare and the benefits of the Animals. UNITE!!! We must come together, we must fight together, we must bring together all our ideas and energy and fight the Veterinary College, the Government and especially OECA.

As often happens government overreacts without sufficient knowledge or expertise and simply wants to make the problem go away in the cheapest least effective way possible.

1. The new regulations that will be put into effect soon will have a terrible effect on most of the residents.

2. OECA has the 1.5 million assigned for regional shelters...............where is the money?

3 OECA wants to punish rescuers and activists by making feeding a stray a crime. This is very simply inhumane.

4. Veterinary college wants to create a dog register among other things, but nowhere do they discuss price reduction, low cost services or most importantly spay/neuter campaigns and incentives for them. so one must interpret that they plan on getting rich on this scheme.

5. Beach Sweeps by tourism and hotel associtaion with Carrazo and other vets involved.

7. Extermination of the Cats from Old San Juan

8 Extermination of feral cat colonies. The only way to go is TRAP/NEUTER/RELEASE or RELOCATE.

In June there will be a meeting where anyone who is really, truly, honestly interested in working for the welfare of animals can attend. I will notify time and place.

So think about it and if you really want to see a Puerto Rico free from animal abuse, abandonment and civilized then let's come together.

If you want to express your concern with these inhumane measures please send an email to:

The Director of Tourism, Terestella Gonzalez, and tell her that this further abuse of the animals (so that the problem can be hidden from sight and the vets can get richer) simply is NOT acceptable.

Is Anybody Listening? Motivating People to Spay or Neuter

If you are like me, you want to spay or neuter everything! It is obvious that spay/neuter is crucial to ending shelter euthanasia and stray, unwanted dogs. It is better for the health of the individual pets. So why is it that so many people aren’t hearing the message?

Sometimes even family and friends are the offenders letting their new dog they got from a pet store have puppies! How to reach people with the message in a way that makes it stick for them? Why are people fixing their pets and why aren’t they? Explore how to address and overcome issues such as cost, accessibility, and those who “just haven’t gotten around to it yet” and motivate them to take action with simple promotions. There are successful programs across the country that have figured out these messages and are seeing results with lives saved.

Skinned Alive in China. When undercover investigators made their way onto Chinese fur farms recently, they found that many animals are still alive and struggling desperately when workers flip them onto their backs or hang them up by their legs or tails to skin them. When workers on these farms begin to cut the skin and fur from an animal's leg, the free limbs kick and writhe. Workers stomp on the necks and heads of animals who struggle too hard to allow a clean cut.

When the fur is finally peeled off over the animals' heads, their naked, bloody bodies are thrown onto a pile of those who have gone before them. Some are still alive, breathing in ragged gasps and blinking slowly. Some of the animals' hearts are still beating five to 10 minutes after they are skinned. One investigator recorded a skinned raccoon dog on the heap of carcasses who had enough strength to lift his bloodied head and stare into the camera.

50% of the fur products sold in the U originated in China. Because a fur's origin can't be traced, anyone who wears any fur at all shares the blame for the horrific conditions on Chinese fur farms. The only way to prevent such unimaginable cruelty is never to wear any fur.

SOON !! RIGHT HERE : Links to animal rescue in Puerto Rico websites: You can copy and paste these two links.