Sign Petition: "Stop Killing Beagles and Cutting Out their Eyes in Brutal Experiments"
Lady Freethinker.org
PETITION TARGET:
Michigan State University President Kevin Guskiewicz
Uranus, a gentle beagle, was "donated" to a lab at Michigan State University at just 7 months old
A day after his 2nd birthday, researchers killed him and cut out his eyes as part of cruel glaucoma experiments.
Log notes state that he was bright, active, and responsive five days before his death.
For years, the university has been killing beagles -- many of whom have been bred to have glaucoma, a painful disease that damages he eye's optic nerve and can cause blindness -- and dissecting their eyes, according to documents obtained by Lady Freethinker.
Uranus - along with up to 202 beagles like him -- was part of these horrific tests, which have failed to produce any new treatment or cure for humans or dogs to date.
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These horrific and painful experiments -- which have also consumed at least $1.3 million of taxpayer-supported dollars since 2022 -- are being conducted on defenseless dogs, even though there are already medications and surgeries to treat glaucoma.
Please sign our petition urging Michigan State officials to immediately end these cruel, outdated experiments in favor of ethical, human-biology based approaches, secure adoptive homes for the surviving dogs, and commit to never testing on animals again.
Sign Petition + Read More:
https://ladyfreethinker.org/sign-stop-killing-beagles-cutting-out-eyes/
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(11,245 posts)LT Barclay
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(11,245 posts)But I would never do anything like that to mine.
LT Barclay
(2,678 posts)suffered for years with respiratory and ear infections that were blamed on food allergies. I've since learned that particulate pollution can cause both, and both went away when we moved. Because of this, our pediatrician constantly told my parents "no pets".
But by the time I was 13 or 14 we had recovered enough that we were allowed a precious little beagle. She was so small that she fit in the palm of my teenage hand. The poor baby was sick. We gave her some medicine from the vet and she vomited a mass of worms. But even though we took her out of the country, we couldn't take the country out of her and she could never understand why we wouldn't chase rabbits with her, or why we got upset when she treated the garbage can as a treat jar.
But the best memory was when I took up sailing and my mom suggested that I take her along. It was my first sailboat and only 14' long. She was older and quite plump. The wind died that day and I went up to the bow to paddle us in. Pandora followed me and hit a wet spot on the foredeck and went straight into the water. She could swim but she was so heavy the boat moved past her before she popped to the surface. I immediately swung around to get her back and when I got close she stuck out both arms to me because she trusted me that much. I really wasn't close enough and I was afraid I'd go in or tip, but I got her arms and refused to let go and was able to scoop her back into the boat.
It really hurt recently because the middle sister asked me "do you remember that pain in the butt dog we had?" Still bothers me.
Rest in God's arms Pandora.
Rhiannon12866
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