I am concerned about the comments from a neighbor in Texas who said that the dumpster at the abandoned home smelled like death. I am afraid that whoever disposed of the contents assumed the smell was rotting food/meat, no one looked, and God only knows what could have been in there.
As an animal rescuer, I'm going to point out that if these people had been pursued for abandoning those animals, leaving them to die locked in that Texas house, it's possible that these children would not have suffered for another decade. Maybe the authorities didn't know, if the neighbors did not report it. This is why it is so important to report animal abuse and abandonment.
The ball was dropped when it came to obvious animal abandonment and abuse on at least one occasion, but I'm betting it was not the only time.
Further, whoever cleaned out that house should have notified authorities and they should have been tracked. It was clear every time they left a place that they were living in horrid conditions with children. There were several missed opportunities on that front as well.
So how many times did the system fail these kids? Count up every move where the homes looked practically condemnable, and every time they abandoned an animal.
When we entered a home like this because of an animal hoarding or abandonment issue, here was the protocol. Humane workers/animal control ask police to open the place and accompany them. Photos are taken. Animals removed. Home is reported to the health department. Owners or residents are tracked. Minors and disabled adults are checked on because obviously they had been living in terrible conditions.
It seems none of this happened. Assuming no one called animal control, then it becomes the responsibility of the bank or owners of the rented home, who must be aware of these living conditions, to notify the authorities.
Often in animal rescue I get a case where a street animal is near death and I wonder how many people turned a blind eye before someone finally called us. Many. Many, I tell you. They don't have to help, they just need to make a damned phone call. Yet they don't. And then I am left with a 2 1/2 pound adult cat who is missing a leg and an eye, and eventually dies in my arms with me weeping over the fact that her internal organs were too damaged for me to save her despite immediate vet care.
This is what happened to these kids. The very same thing. Now they have lost years and will suffer, and the kind hospital folks will continue to have secondary traumatic stress disorder.
End of rant.
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