In Our Sights: Police Dog Shootings Every 98 Minutes

In mid-July*, a Salt Lake City police officer encountered a family dog in a fenced backyard. When the dog, Geist, approached—presumably to defend his property from a stranger—the officer shot and killed him.

While dog shootings often receive little attention, the dog’s owner, Sean Kendall, recorded his initial encounter with the police. The posted video went viral, and the pet community rallied.

picture4The SLC police department defensively reacted with arguments that the dog was “extremely close,” “the officer felt threatened,” the officer was “a hero” on another case, they were searching for a child, and—my favorite irrelevant red herring—that they’ve seen less public outcry “when certain human beings have lost their lives” (which simultaneously implies that the dog’s life was not valuable).

No apologies. No condolences.

Turns out that police shootings of pets are common. No government agency keeps statistics on such, but the U.S. Department of Justice acknowledges that the majority of intentional firearm discharges involve animals, with dogs being the primary victims. According to the ASPCA, most reports involve family animals in their own yards.

Animal abuse activists have tallied a conservative count by tracking news stories: a pet is killed by law enforcement every 98 minutes in the United States. Often those animals are lying down, wagging a tail, or running away. Their owners are also prevented from intervening. The officer only has to “feel” threatened, a low bar for justifying lethal force.

The prevalence of the problem across the U.S. is quickly illustrated with a Google search (see inset).

The standard, consistent reasoning behind these shootings: the dog was “aggressive.” This is where we, the public, are supposed to roll over and blithely accept the “necessity” of killing the animal.

Sorry, not buying it.

While some of these cases may have been justified, the majority of these killings reflect ignorance about dogs, at best, and cruelty at worst. Basic training and revised policies and procedures concerning dog encounters would have avoided most of these incidents. Even if a dog barks, snarls, and even postures to intimidate, danger is not necessarily imminent and can be mitigated. Postal deliverers deal with this issue all the time, and they aren’t killing off dogs on their routes. Alternatives are available if an officer is nervous: yelling, backing up slowly, tasers, batons, pepper spray, and, as a last resort, a shooting a leg.

Some police departments and officers, like “Cops for Canine Compassion,” are recognizing the issues and stepping up. However, the momentum seems to be building too slowly. Just the sheer number of potential animals in officers’ sights, let alone the changing attitudes toward animals, should incite all police departments to revise their tactics. In the United States, 37-47 percent of households have canine companions, numbering 70-80 million dogs. That’s a lot of dogs, and that’s a lot of people who care.

Back to Geist. It’s doubtful that the officer will be held accountable. However, at a minimum, the SLC police department needs to implement the training tools already provided by the Community-Oriented Policing Services within the Department of Justice. Their printed materials and free video training services, entitled “Police and Dog Encounters: Tactical Strategies and Effective Tools to Keep Our Communities Safe and Humane,” address, among other topics:

  • Assessing the Situation
  • Communicating with Dogs: Police and Dog Body Language
  • Using Force Considerations

An apology would be nice too.

Our dogs are more than “personal property,” despite the legal definitions. We emotionally connect with them as we would a friend or family member. And, unlike an inanimate couch, when destroyed, a life is gone. A dog’s death hurts us to the core.

The SLC Police Department, as well as departments across the country, need to recognize this. Otherwise, they will continue to face increased scrutiny, litigation, and loss of community trust.


picm_aug2014First published in Pets in the City Magazine, August 2014

Disposable Love

Ah, disposable pets…or should I just say “pets” as the terms seem interchangeable for so many? After all, they’re cheap and easy to dispose of when no longer cuddly or too much a “chore.”

First, pity the goldfish bought to “teach children a valuable lesson,” only to be flushed within the month, and perhaps replaced with a lookalike, so no one is the wiser. Then, the hamster, a fluffy interactive handful, soon relegated to a corner and ignored, until found stiff as a board. Next, maybe a floppy-eared rabbit, a colorful bird, or an exotic reptile. But, more likely, a cat or dog is next on the shopping list.

Unfortunately, that purchase is often impetuous. Many are bought on whim – oh, it’s so cute! – with little thought to the commitment involved, until Fluffy soils the carpet, chews on a shoe, or shreds an armchair. Or, Max needs more exercise and attention than is convenient.  Or, gosh, time to move and taking Buddy is such a hassle.

depositphotos_48363515_originalThen the unsuspecting animal ends up cycling through homes and shelters, abandoned roadside, or dead.

Flushed like the goldfish. Dumped like the trash. At best, recycled like an aluminum can.

I’m not talking about cruelty but about the casualness in which many view animals as consumer goods. No animal is disposable. As in having a child, you make a commitment to its well-being. Fluffy and Max are relying on you for food, water, basic care, and training. And cats and dogs are as innocent as any child, adoring you from the first moment, loyal, trusting, and ever so dependent on your good will.

Doesn’t a child require attention? Would you toss aside a child for misbehavior? Would you leave a child behind because you were moving and the potential new landlord didn’t like children?

So, what about that list of complaints?

One, be aware upfront that animals take time and patience to train. With the right approach, an animal can be trained within hours, if not days, to behave as desired. Need a little direction? Do a Google search on correcting a behavioral problem, or sign up for a training class to train you. It’s all about positive reinforcement.

Two, set aside a half-hour a day for your pet. Skip a TV show and go for a quick walk or toss a ball around the yard. We all have time; it’s just a matter of how we use our time, which reflects our priorities. If not for your pet, do it for yourself per the American Heart Association’s 30-minute recommendation for daily exercise.

Three, find a home that accommodates all family members. Take the extra time, if needed. Also, consider that a cross-country road trip is less traumatic to your pet than a kennel at the shelter.

Make it work. Your pet would never abandon you, even if you didn’t flush the toilet or became sick. You’d be hard pressed to match such adoration. Be worthy of their love and give it back.



First published in Pets in the City Magazine, January 2013

Pets: The Perfect Gift?

A puppy for ChristmasAnother year, another round of racking our brains for the perfect gifts…be it for Valentine’s, Easter, birthdays, or Christmas. How about a pet?

We’ve seen it in the movies: the kitten in a red bow that goes along with a box of chocolates, the big-eyed bunny or fuzzy chick in a basket, a mysterious moving box emitting puppy sounds. And then the smiles and squeals of surprise. Oh, my!

Hopefully, after those first few minutes of amazement and wonder, it’s a tale that “ends happily ever after.” Unfortunately, for many, the story comes to an abrupt halt a few chapters in.

Why? Despite the good intentions of the giver, the recipient didn’t make the thoughtful decision to invite the animal into his/her life and assume the huge responsibility involved in terms of time, energy, and money. Soon, the novelty wanes. The “cute” puppy/kitten/bunny becomes a larger, needy, dependent, often untrained “burden.” Even less demanding hamsters, reptiles, and birds require daily care that can develop into an unwelcome chore. “Cute” or “cool” are no longer descriptors that come to mind.

Unlike a sweater, you usually can’t get a refund if a pet isn’t a good fit. Instead of being returned to Walmart to be repackaged, the pet may be neglected, abused, dropped off at a shelter, or transferred to another family.

So much for the perfect gift.

Basically, prospective owners should choose their pets. They’re making a commitment that will last years. Cats and dogs live an average of 12-18 years, rabbits can live ten years, parakeets 12-14 years, geckos 20-30 years, and rainbow boas 15-25 years. Even little hamsters live up to three years.

If you’re a parent wanting a pet for the family, know that most of this responsibility falls to you. Animals aren’t playthings or “lessons to be learned.” Children tend to be easily distracted, and that hamster in their bedroom may die of thirst.

If you’re absolutely convinced that a pet is still the spot-on gift, ask the following questions, even if in a roundabout manner. (The Humane Society, ASPCA, and American Kennel Club all recommend asking questions upfront, and I daresay they have some experience in this realm):

  • Does the person really want a pet? (“Say, have you considered getting a pet?”)
  • What type? What breed? (This avoids getting a Bull Mastiff when s/he has zebra finches in mind.)
  • Does s/he have the time, ability, and interest to care for a pet? (Will it receive proper training, exercise, and attention? Animals generally require a minimum of 30 minutes a day for feeding, cage cleaning, grooming, petting, litter box changes – whatever the animal may need at any given time.)
  • Are there any allergies or housing restrictions?
  • Is s/he prepared for the costs involved: food, vaccinations, spay/neutering, grooming, fencing, crate/cage/aquarium equipment, obedience training, license, etc.? (According to the ASPCA, the average first-year costs for fish are $235. The costs go up for other pets: cats average $1,035, rabbits cost about $1,055, and large dogs run about $1,843.)

As you can see, it’s a matter you don’t want to lightly impose on another.

Even if your children are pleading for a pet, go over some of these questions too. Have them also read a book on pet care, so they can help with the animal’s well-being.

Will these questions ruin the surprise? Maybe, but having everyone on board ensures a happy ending for all (pet included) beyond the initial few minutes of excitement.

Besides, anticipation may be the most exciting of all.




First printed in Pets in the City Magazine, February 2013

Top 6 Reasons to Walk Your Dog

copyright Chante McCoy

1- Fitness
Are you and your dog getting enough exercise? Walking is a low impact, no equipment-required activity that will tone the muscles and help drop weight, so you both are healthier, happier, and live longer.

2- Bonding
Doing activities together is what strengthens relationships. This is true for people, and it’s true for our furry companions. While your dog already adores you, she’ll love you that much more when you take her out for a walk.

3- Joy
Want to see an ecstatic dog? Just get out the leash. The happy dance and *pant, pant, pant* say it all!

4- Wildlife Sightings
Even if you live in an urban area, wild animals are everywhere, hidden in trees or concrete crevices. Your dog will smell or see deer, rabbits, birds, and other critters that you might miss altogether. Just pay attention to what turns her head.

5- Getting Out & About
We two-legged folks tend to spend too much time indoors at home, at work, or at stores. Walking gets us outside, in the sunshine, and meeting new people who are more inclined to approach and say “hello” If you have a tail-wagging dog with you.

6- Explore
Walking is a fabulous way to see the local sites. You’ll discover areas you didn’t know existed, pick up landscaping ideas, and find new restaurants and businesses that pique your interest. Or go further afield and explore the trails in nearby parks and canyons. Mix it up. Spice is the variety of life!

Published in Pets in the City Magazine*, August 2014 (

*To the casual observer, it might appear I vanished the last year.  I did, under a heavy workload. Buried deep, I’m only now resurfacing for air.

During that time, I continued writing.  I’ll be populating my little site with some of those pieces, many of which were published in Pets in the City Magazine.


You know those words you have to spell out, or chaos will ensue?

T-R-E-A-T.  R-I-D-E.  W-A-L-K.

With my pack, there’s one more: H-I-K-E.  I only dare whisper it when ready to head outside.

Of course, my dogs are on the lookout for clues too. Water bottles, leashes, collapsible water bowl, scrunched-up plastic grocery bags. Add in the tell-tale doggie backpack and tennis shoes on my feet, and their suspicions are confirmed. Game on! The excited whining and yelping won’t end until we’re heading down the road.

I live on the bench of the Wasatch Front, a north-south range of the Rocky Mountains. So, we head to Millcreek Canyon, the one dog friendly canyon within easy driving distance. (Most canyons are closed to dogs to protect watersheds.)

Odd days are off-leash days. These are a favorite, especially for my hiking buddy extraordinaire: Elvis, a youngish 105-lb natural-eared Doberman with energy to spare. He’s a joy to watch on the trails. He races ahead, ears flopping. Then, losing sight of us on a turn, runs back to ensure we’re still in his wake. I continue at my meandering pace, as he flies back and forth.

With his backpack, other hikers find him more approachable. Otherwise, they sidestep him, not knowing what a big friendly galoot he is. Inevitably, I hear jokes about him carrying my load but all in good fun. He does carry his own water, though, and T-R-E-A-T-S, and those handy-dandy grocery bags for pick up along the way (gotta love that he carries out his own bags).

Buzz, my twelve-year-old beagle, tags along on short, minimal incline trails now. His speed is walking in the neighborhood, preferably less than a mile. Cinnamon, a poodle mix, goes at my pace, happy to be at my side.

We hike in all seasons. In spring, with the snow melt, Elvis splashes in the cold creeks racing down the gullies. Plants are greening and birds are singing. In summer, wildflowers dot the hillsides, lavender lupine and larkspur, snow white columbine, and deep pink Indian paintbrush.  Come autumn, the golden quaking aspens and cottonwoods and red-orange mountain maples are set off by the evergreens. Then winter again, a white wonderland.

And always breath-taking panoramic views.

So many reasons to get outside. But, the dogs don’t care why. They just care about when, and the sooner the better, today and every day. Oh, is that a backpack they see? Let the chaos begin.

H-I-K-E~Dog Fancy~June 2011


“H-I-K-E” appeared in the June 2011 issue of Dog Fancy.