So I've got a dog that's not really mine, but I like him a lot anyway. He's staying with my mom so I guess he's really my mom's dog, but I claim him as my own. If I was somewhere where I could keep him I'd have him. Anyway, none of that is important.
His name is Milo He's a little Jack Russell terrier like the dog on Frasier. He's a cute little bugger.
Well, my mom took him out for a walk on Sunday and he got attacked by a rotweiler. The rotweiler pretty much killed him, but not quite. Milo had to get fifty stiches on his face, left hind quarters and belly. $750 dollars worth of rotweiler chew toy fun. If my mom hadn't gotten him out of there when she did, Milo would be dead instead of recovering.
I'm pretty upset, but Milo is good to go I guess. A bit sore and scared to go outside, but he's going to be fine eventually.
I was thinking about it though. Had I been there, I would have killed the Rotweiler with no hesitation. I would have jumped into the fray even if it had meant I would have gotten eaten by the stupid dog.
Fucking irresonsible dog owners and their bloody useless dogs. I'm so pissed off right now. I'd still probably kill that goddamn rotwieler and its dumbfuck owner if I saw them right now.
The funny thing is that I'm so worked up about it. This is my dog. However there are only six people I can think of off the top of my head that I would seek such retribution so readily for, and five of them are my immediate family.
My dog means more to me than nearly all of humanity. Does this mean I'm warped, or that humanity is so fucked that it can't even hold a candle to the love of a dog?
Fuck, I'm mad.
His name is Milo He's a little Jack Russell terrier like the dog on Frasier. He's a cute little bugger.
Well, my mom took him out for a walk on Sunday and he got attacked by a rotweiler. The rotweiler pretty much killed him, but not quite. Milo had to get fifty stiches on his face, left hind quarters and belly. $750 dollars worth of rotweiler chew toy fun. If my mom hadn't gotten him out of there when she did, Milo would be dead instead of recovering.
I'm pretty upset, but Milo is good to go I guess. A bit sore and scared to go outside, but he's going to be fine eventually.
I was thinking about it though. Had I been there, I would have killed the Rotweiler with no hesitation. I would have jumped into the fray even if it had meant I would have gotten eaten by the stupid dog.
Fucking irresonsible dog owners and their bloody useless dogs. I'm so pissed off right now. I'd still probably kill that goddamn rotwieler and its dumbfuck owner if I saw them right now.
The funny thing is that I'm so worked up about it. This is my dog. However there are only six people I can think of off the top of my head that I would seek such retribution so readily for, and five of them are my immediate family.
My dog means more to me than nearly all of humanity. Does this mean I'm warped, or that humanity is so fucked that it can't even hold a candle to the love of a dog?
Fuck, I'm mad.
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People shouldn't be allowed to own animals they can't control. I am skeptical of the breeds of dogs that are bred to attack and kill.Rots and Dobermen and pitbulls. I remember hanging out with a friend who had a Rottie. We would be sitting in the living room and Jed would get in the way of the bathroom or something and they said "oh just push him out of the way". I tried, like trying to push a compressed horse. If he didn't want to move he wasn't moving and there was not a fuckin' thing I could do about it. I don't like having animals around that could kill me on a whim (that I would probably be hard pressed to stop with a firearm). I also remember my paper route. hehe. I remember when the Doberman I was scared of that always barked at me got loose. He charged me full force leapt at me and stopped 2 inches away and started sniffing me. I thought I was going to die. All the while his owner yelling from their porch "oh don't worry he's friendly". Friendly I guess but it is still in his nature to do a death charge. I don't know what would have happened if I had tried to run. The next time you walk him bring a baseball bat ok?
Whoa... I need to drink decaf huh....
And I understand the feeling. Not necessarily in the smae situation, or even a remotely similar situation, but I know.