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Vietnam: Marc Ching Bowing before a Tortured and Cremated Dog #20
The Compassion Project:
My trip is set. Five countries in nine days.
The most intense, and probably the most grueling
journey I have set upon in regards to liberating dogs, that cannot liberate
I will visit a total of eleven slaughterhouses, two
dog farms - all in a nine day expanse. My aim and goal, to rescue and save whomever
it is that I can. But also to work to obtain the footage I believe I need in
order to push governments to enact change.
Because if I could take you there. If you could hear
the way they use their words to ask for mercy.
If you could stand with me there. If you could hold
my hand as the Earth pulls their exploding hearts from my reach. You would
bleed the same tears I bleed. And in the end, at that moment when you and I
face death - you would have no choice but to face it with me.
Because once you see it. Once your skin is stained
in the stench that dismembering a dog alive leaves across your chest - who you
are, it will be the same tattooed sleeves that hold these dying dogs in my
When I press my feet into that place. When who I am
journeys pass the divide that separates humanity from the inhumane, I find my
skin flush against a blade.
I stand there. On that precipice - breaking into the
wind like ice falling from the sky to my knees. It was my chest they cut open.
It was my palms that they nail gunned crucifying my hands into walls.
I have to be the one to save them.
North Vietnam. Cambodia. Thailand. Yulin China.
South Korea. 5 countries. 11 slaughterhouses. 9 days.
May my heart, and may my wanting to do good keep me
safe. May I find my way back home to my children and my family. May the
goodness inside of me, may I not lose the best of who I am to darkness.
Freedom... it begins March 2nd 2016.
Let the tears I push through my skin, and the way I
live my life - be the way in which I am remembered. My name is Marc Ching. This
is the heart of rescue. And I am the Animal Hope and Wellness Foundation.
I die, because someone has to die to save them.
Rescue me. ###Marc Ching
Please spread the courageous, selfless work of Marc Ching. He stands in the blood of these victimized dogs so we don't have to, he hears their desperate pleas for the pain to end, he see's the suffering and abuse South East Asia won't acknowledge...he brings home their tortured Spirits hoping their Soul is reborn into the loving, compassionate arms of humanity. ---R. B. STUART
South Korean Slaughterhouse Survivor: Rescued, Rehabilitated, Ready for Adoption Yubi Fox #19
My name is Yubi
I am a dog with a
past so dark, that most dogs where I am from - never live to speak or tell of
their story. While I was not born in this country, my short time here has been
a dream that I never even believed could be possibility.
Marc rescued me
from one of the most violent slaughterhouses in South Korea. It took me a long
time to make my way to the states because the injuries sustained - I needed
time to heal. While I am no longer cut open and torn, my heart is still pieces
that fall to the Earth beneath me.
At night when I lay
down to sleep, I wonder if people or other dogs ever live through a darkness
Since being in
America, I was adopted out once to this great family. And even though I was
brought back to the foundation, Marc had to teach me why people shed tears, and
why they were still a good family. He said that my destiny is about achieving
perfection. And while that home may have seemed like a great home, things have
to work for both me and the family.
I have issues. And
I guess if you were submerged in darkness. I guess if your flesh was ripped
open by the hands of man - you would have issues too. I need time. Not to heal
my skin or the bones within me, but my soul.
Teach me how to
pull it back inside.
It is strange, how
when I think of where I used to be. How you never believe that life can hold
this kind of possibility. I was beat. My body was thrown against concrete.
Everyday I wondered if this would be the day I died. Everyday I sat there,
closing my eyes believing that if I could not see monsters - they could not
take my life.
In the end I was
right. In the end he came to save me. My name is Yubi Fox, and I am up for
adoption at The Animal Hope and Wellness Foundation. I deserve the dream that
people chase on the other side. I deserve to find my soul, and pull it back
Teach me that the
world is not a place of infinite suffering. Rescue me. ###Marc Ching
This 1.5 year old girl seeks the patience of a loving understanding heart, kind hands, and peaceful, tranquil home to help her overcome the darkness of abuse and torture. Someone who is committed to giving Yubi Fox a life she never knew was possible. She found the courage to survive a horror that no living being should ever endure---do you have the courage to love her the rest of the way.... ---R. B. STUART
South Korean Slaughterhouse Dog: Rescued, Ready for Adoption Feb. 7, 2016; Rudi #18 - One of the Lucky 7
My name is Rudi,
I am a
slaughterhouse dog from Gimcheon South Korea. I am a full breed pug, and when
people look at me I am certain they say - how could a dog like me end up in
slaughter. Where I am from, dogs are stolen everyday from families. Taken from
the comfort of their lives, and pulled into a world of torture and misery.
Marc watched as they
hung me by a noose. As they beat me with metal sticks where I screamed out in a
tongue that could not ask for mercy. Before they were about to cut off my feet,
Marc negotiated my release, as well as the release of twenty four other dogs.
From his last
rescue mission, he liberated 35 lives, with only seven of us surviving. Dogs
like me, we die a death that most people in America could never even believe
possible. The lives he saves, each of us had been tortured in an unimaginable
way. Some beat with pipes. Some electrocuted. Some dismembered without legs.
While I am a
survivor, my spirit has been cut open and broken. I have been in isolation here
in South Korea at the vet for a few weeks now, and am being treated for skin
lacerations and trauma to my pelvis and spine. I am expected to make a full
recovery, however, I am deathly afraid of people. Every time the nurse attempts
to put a leash on to walk me, I seizure from anxiety.
It is going to take
patience and time, and parents whom really understand me - if I ever hope to
live a partially normal life again.
Marc claims it is a
miracle that I am alive. And that if I try, that life will balance itself out
for me. That for every day I lived in darkness, that light will rain itself
down from that great expanse above me. Marc claims there is always an end to
suffering. And hope, for those that leave their hearts open to possibility.
On February 7th, 2016, I
land at Los Angeles International where I will be up for adoption at the Animal
Hope and Wellness Foundation.
Mom and dad - come
to find me. Come and pull the darkness from the skin that surrounds me. Be my
liberty, be the peace that I cannot find in darkness. Be the dream I dreamt of
every night as I watched blood peel itself of off me.
Be exactly what and
who I need to breathe. Because I am suffocating, still trapped in a darkness
that I cannot push from my body. ###MarcChing
After rescuing 35 South Korean slaughterhouse dogs---only 7 survived---even with a sagging heart, Marc Ching continues his mission. The images of hangings, being battered with pipes, electrocutions and being dismembered after they were already pawless---Marc Ching swims through the abyss of suffering he witnessed first hand, to cling to a Divine grace that the Lucky 7 who possessed the sliver of hope that they too would be loved one day---survived. And Rudi is one of them....
To be free from torture, free from hatred, free from the abuse, free from watching the blood of your brothers and sisters drip off your body knowing you'll be next, free from the fear, free from the darkness, free to just be---a Dog. Is now the chance the Lucky 7 have...and it all begins with you...won't you let them rest their weary head on your lap. And with one swoop of your caress---all their painful memories vanish---and they'll peacefully sigh--thank you, I am now l o v e d. ---R. B. STUART