Dog Killing Son Of A Bitch
You know, sometimes reading the newspaper or watching the local news is a real mistake.
I made one such mistake on Friday morning. I grabbed the paper and went to the local news and immediately read the recap of a man who stands accused of beating his dog and then shooting it to death.
While his own kid watched the scene play out.
The man claimed that he was saving the kid from the dog that supposedly went mad after he chased the dog from sleeping in the wrong room in the house.
The cops weren't buying the story because the dog had been beaten so badly and because the guy was shit-faced.
As I read the account I could feel the bile rising.
There's no man in the world that loves his dogs more than me. It's always been that way too. My wife and kids mock me for the attention that I pay to Melky and Paris, but I've been close to every single dog we've ever had from Ricky 1 to Ricky 2 to Ricky 3 to Frank to Sam to Max to Shadow.
All of 'em.
I love my dogs. We go for rides. We play ball. They are a captive audience for the songs I sing, and they've never given me more than a moment of aggravation. Even when they poop in the house.
I can't stay mad. They are allowed to sleep anywhere the hell they want.
This asshole of a man hit the family dog with a bar stool. Then a two-by-four. Then he gut shot it to death.
Yet what gets me about the story was a single line about the kid trying to get the dog clear of the scene.
After the bar stool beating the kid took the dog away from its attacker.
But the drunken man followed them out to the yard and picked up the beating with the two-by-four.
That was the heartbreaking aspect of it all for me.
I imagine that kid.
In tears.
Begging his father to stop.
But he wouldn't.
And I know that my anger shouldn't be reserved for men killing dogs. I'm sure that in that every section of the paper there were stories about men gunning down other men.
Those stories are buried in every paper in every city of this country. There's an element of society that we think is just disposable for some reason, and that, in itself, is heartbreaking.
But that poor defenseless animal.
The man beat it to death for sleeping in the wrong room in the house.
There most likely won't be a long prison term for the guy.
Hell, Michael Vick is a millionaire again with adoring fans.
But think of the prison that guy put that kid in.
Depending upon how much that kid saw...
...it was a life sentence.
Son of a bitch.
I made one such mistake on Friday morning. I grabbed the paper and went to the local news and immediately read the recap of a man who stands accused of beating his dog and then shooting it to death.
While his own kid watched the scene play out.
The man claimed that he was saving the kid from the dog that supposedly went mad after he chased the dog from sleeping in the wrong room in the house.
The cops weren't buying the story because the dog had been beaten so badly and because the guy was shit-faced.
As I read the account I could feel the bile rising.
There's no man in the world that loves his dogs more than me. It's always been that way too. My wife and kids mock me for the attention that I pay to Melky and Paris, but I've been close to every single dog we've ever had from Ricky 1 to Ricky 2 to Ricky 3 to Frank to Sam to Max to Shadow.
All of 'em.
I love my dogs. We go for rides. We play ball. They are a captive audience for the songs I sing, and they've never given me more than a moment of aggravation. Even when they poop in the house.
I can't stay mad. They are allowed to sleep anywhere the hell they want.
This asshole of a man hit the family dog with a bar stool. Then a two-by-four. Then he gut shot it to death.
Yet what gets me about the story was a single line about the kid trying to get the dog clear of the scene.
After the bar stool beating the kid took the dog away from its attacker.
But the drunken man followed them out to the yard and picked up the beating with the two-by-four.
That was the heartbreaking aspect of it all for me.
I imagine that kid.
In tears.
Begging his father to stop.
But he wouldn't.
And I know that my anger shouldn't be reserved for men killing dogs. I'm sure that in that every section of the paper there were stories about men gunning down other men.
Those stories are buried in every paper in every city of this country. There's an element of society that we think is just disposable for some reason, and that, in itself, is heartbreaking.
But that poor defenseless animal.
The man beat it to death for sleeping in the wrong room in the house.
There most likely won't be a long prison term for the guy.
Hell, Michael Vick is a millionaire again with adoring fans.
But think of the prison that guy put that kid in.
Depending upon how much that kid saw...
...it was a life sentence.
Son of a bitch.
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