While driving home with my friend today I read in the newspaper about two 17 year olds who were apprehended after a witness recorded their license plate number as they left a crime scene.
THESE ASSHOLES HAD TIED CATS TO THE RAILROAD TRACKS, DOUSED THEM WITH GASOLINE AND SET THEM ON FIRE.
I came home only to find my own wolf hybrid Zen, on death’s door after (as I found out later) eating rat poison. I took one look at his pale gums and listened to his shallow breathing then raced to the veterinarian. He has a 30% chance of survival.
While I was at the animal hospital I saw a grieving young couple talking about how their cat would never wander beyond their own yard. It was obvious that they had just put their beloved animal down. Slowly but surely I gathered that it was one of their animals that had been set on fire.
I could only hug them both and comiserate with them. As we talked, I made sure they were going to request that the District Attorney prosecute these two rat bastards as adults for felony animal cruelty. I hope that they will carry forward one felony strike on their adult criminal records. The couple will pursue a civil suit seeking damages as well to make sure these little assholes pay for a long time.
I FOUND OUT THAT WHEN THESE SCUMBAGS WERE APREHENDED BY THE POLICE THEY HAD ROPE, GASOLINE AND ANOTHER CAT IN THEIR CAR.
I told the young tearful couple to make sure the police treat the vehicle as a crime scene and impound it so that it will run up huge storage fees making it cost more than the vehicle is worth in order to retrieve. While I was standing there the doctor came out and handed them Polaroid photographs of their seared and bloody animal to use as evidence. I immediately offered on the spot to return with my Nikon Nikkormat, several lenses and some fine grain film to take post mortem photos that they could submit as evidence.
I want these two litte shits to suffer for as long as possible. I will have to take shots of the animal’s face. It could only be identified by its eye color and brick red nose. The rest of the animal was burned beyond recognition and I will do my best to fully document this horrible crime with a complete photo essay. Needless to say, I will get the most gruesome photos possible to sway any jury that sees them to punish these turds to the maximum extent of the law. I hope they serve hard time for this.
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Are there words to describe what kind of brain dead people could do such a thing??? Bless you for being there to help that couple, and encouraging them to press charges. Until this kind of crime starts being taken more seriously, I’m afraid that it will keep happening.
Will do Shayna. Sorry to have upset you. I wasn’t really thinking things through at that point. I’ll email Lynn right now.
Scylla, there’s been some rats in the basement and the doors were left open this week after a plumbing leak. Zen got into the poison then. It rips my heart out to think that he has been going downhill for days and I coudn’t even tell. Even yesterday he was full of piss and vinegar.
The vet told me how to place the rat bait in boxes that have openings only big enough for rodents. I’ll be building some of those while I wait for the little guy to come home.
I just got back from the hospital. The entire staff were deeply affected by this incident. The poor animal had held on to life for days. It had been eating, drinking and purring, even “making biscuits” (kneading) according to the staff. Obviously, this was a very loving animal.
Words fail me to convey the sheer horror of what I beheld.
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Over 90% of the animal was burned. The damage to the rectal-genital area alone doomed this animal as it would never pass waste effectively again. Half of its ears were burned away. The skin was all sluffing off like a badly cooked bird. Dozens of sutures had been sewn to try and fit its skin back onto its body and this still did not work.
I was in absolute tears of rage. I brought my finest vintage Nikon lenses in order to create the most gut-wrenching photographs that I possibly could. It is my sincere hope that this evidence will push the jury over the edge when deciding their sentences. (thinksnow’s post begins to echo in my head about now.)
Zenster , you’re a hell of a guy for going in there and taking those pictures. I don’t think my stomach could handle it, even if I were armed with copious amounts of anger and rage toward the little assfucks that did this. Kudos to you my friend, on behalf of the animals of the world, I thank you.
Both of these sick little fucks are each one month away from being eighteen.
This almost guarantees that they will be tried as adults. I know that I will probably have to attend their trial in order to show my support for the poor owners. From what can be told, these little shits had to chase the animal, corner it and then extract it from its hiding place in order to steal it. I will repeat;
THESE GODDAMNED BASTARDS HAD ANOTHER CAT IN THEIR CAR’S GLOVE BOX WHEN THEY WERE APPREHENDED!!!
I dropped off the film at the store on my way home. I am having the images transfered onto photo CD’s so that they can more easily produce court documents that include the photos. I hope they are able to absolutely horrify the judge and jury with these pictures. The anger I am feeling at this moment is only slightly assuaged by the fact that my own beloved pet is sitting on death’s door right now.
These two little shits had better hope they never meet me in a dark alley. They had better really hope I don’t have a can of lighter fluid with me if they do. Even the doctors at the hospital were suggesting torching these fucknuggets as retribution.
I honestly don’t know how you managed to take those pictures, Zenster; I never could have done it. I sincerely hope that they’re all the evidence the jury needs to throw the proverbial book at these utterly unfeeling bastards. I’m shaking with rage as I write this; I’d have a hard time not taking a baseball bat to them personally. And, of course, we all know that cruelty to animals is probably the strongest predictor of sociopathic/serial killer behavior later in life. If there’s any justice in the world, these sick fucks will be locked up for a long time to come.
Oh, and thinksnow? I second that; my cats literally haven’t set foot outside in 5 years, and they never will. Quite apart from accidental danger, there are just too many sick motherfuckers in the world, and for some reason, a lot of them have it in for cats. Fuck 'em. Hope they rot in hell (actually, I hope they rot a lot sooner than that).
The sorrow in their eyes was almost as horrible as what I confronted later. Something had to be done for these two sweet people. When the doctor came out with the Polaroid shots, the first thing that she did was just grab this guy and girl in a big bear hug. I don’t think that any of the three (four, if you count me) had dry eyes.
This was simply something that the situation required. Nothing less was going to do. Thanks for the sentiments, LindyHopper.
Note of concern, Zenster:
Does the photo shop know why you have a roll of grusome photos of a burned cat, or is there a chance they will destroy the film as “offensive” and sick the cops on you?
I hope you warned the developer about what’s on the film - if not, you may be getting a call yourself from the local police, or may have trouble getting the photos back!
Thanks TheOtherOne, your kind words mean a lot right now. Be certain that this was not easy. It’s just that after the last two weeks, it was time to strike against all of the evil in this world. I was given some small opportunity to do so and I’ll be triple-damned-in-Hell if I was going to miss the chance to help these little shits get stiffer sentences.
Now, if there was only some sort of erase button for my mind. I’ll never be able to get rid of these images from my brain. At this point, I really don’t care. All the horror I have experienced recently made this a matter of zero debate.