Freaking 18 degrees out here and I spent two hours in a snowy field trying to catch the dog you abandoned.
I work for a rather infamous toll road out here, and there are always abandoned pets. I hate, hate, freaking hate it!
Here’s a clue, kittens grow up to be cats, puppies grow up to be dogs. If you can’t handle a full grown animal, don’t get one. An animal is a living breathing thing, not an outgrown toy to toss away on a goddamn highway. If you can’t take care of it, give it to a good home or take it to a shelter. If you think that’s cruel, take it to your vet and have them put the poor son of bitch down. I hate that option, but believe me, I hate it less that me worrying all goddamn night about her freezing to death in an empty field…alone, starving, thirsty and waiting for your useless ass to come back for her. You don’t deserve that loyalty.
I’ve rescued stray cats and their kittens from the toll road because you were too cheap and lazy to get your poor cat fixed, and too irresponsible to keep her when she got pregnant. Our courtesy patrol guys have chased your pets every spare minute for days trying to save them and then, brokenhearted, cleaned their poor dead bodies from the side of the road.
I’m pretty positive this is another disposed pet, because the crossroad is a favorite place for you and worthless kind to do your damned dumping. I want you to know she’s been there awhile, because her footprints are frozen in the now solid snow.
I found a big box, and emptied out the fridge at work, confiscated a mat to make some shelter for your throwaway pet. I’ve put that out with hopes and prayers that she stays alive tonight until I can attempt to get a humane trap to catch your poor, terrified used-to-be pet. If I can’t, we’ll be checking every day, putting out water and food to try to keep her alive. Don’t thank me, you prick, I’d do the same for you.
So,in keeping the title, I hope your furnace does not go out and all your windows do not shatter in the night when it gets down to freaking 5 degrees so you won’t freeze to death like your poor damn used-to-be pet probably will.
But I do hope that karma rears it head and bites you hard on your flabby, useless, acne ridden ass…you prick!