Imagine spending your whole life barefoot on a wire floor. Your feet are always bloody and sore. There are three other people sharing your tiny cage with you. When you go to the bathroom, it collects on the ground underneath you and is left there indefinitely. The stench makes you sick. Your only protection from the sun, rain, wind, and snow is a torn tarp that dangles over the top of your cage. You are constantly forced to breed, and your children are taken from you and sold, except for the babies that die from lack of proper care.

Many of your babies will die on their way to pet stores due to illness or because they are too young to eat on their own. More will die once they get to the pet stores as a result of inadequate care, fear, loneliness, and disease. Your body aches from having so many children and not getting any exercise. You are exhausted, starving and sick. The large male that shares your cage won't let you eat or drink, and attacks you when you try. The only food you get is stale and moldy anyways. You have infected bites and scratches all over your body, and flies are constantly swarming around your face and eyes. You are always afraid.

You may die this month, from any of a number of ailments. If not, you might wish you did. You will die young - whether from neglect and abuse or from being shot when you no longer produce babies to sell. You will die alone, and many of your children will experience the same fate. You have never known love or the freedom of running through an open field with your best friend. Here there are only enemies. The USDA, who is responsible for maintaining healthy standards in breeding mills, ignores your misery because they are more concerned about making sure the farmers are making enough money. They are actually the ones who advised farmers to start farming puppies in the first place. The only way you will every be set free is if all the people out there stop buying your babies from pet stores to put the puppy farmers out of business...