Sadly, I am not Queen of the Universe or I would sentence Michael Vick and his cohorts to be smothered to death under the bodies of the dead dogs they are responsible for.
I believe that, when we die, if we go on, we become completely aware of the results of our lives here on earth. Every good deed that ripples out ten people will be a joy to us. Every hurt will be a pain. I sometimes need to believe that because I want to believe that some day, even if not in this lifetime, anyone who would be a part of something that resulted in the deaths of dogs “by hanging, drowning and/or slamming at least one dog’s body to the ground” would have to bear the whole weight of his actions.
But most of the time, I guess I believe they get away with it, not just legally, I mean, it doesn’t weigh on their consciences. And I just don’t understand that. My dog will curl up next to me in bed. She seems to smile when she sticks her head out the car window. She whines when the cat is laying in the middle of the room and won’t get up so that she can get past. If you’re laying on the couch, she wants to get up there and lay next to you.
You see what I’m saying? How could you not find this (see photo) a better use for you dog than fighting it? The Commercial Appeal calls it
a phase that has made it a status symbol in neighborhoods where violence and intimidation are valued, cooperation and generosity are signs of weakness and guns and gangs are rampant.
Even the very young have been infected with the attitude that intimidating others with an angry animal on the end of a leash is a way to acquire respect.
If that’s so, then we are a fucked up culture indeed.
Detective C. R. Beals of the Los Angeles County Sheriff’s Department says “there are people who are animal lovers who would do everything up to and including put a bullet into some of these clowns” and I have to say, if I were on the jury of someone who shot a dog fighter, it would be nearly impossible for me to find her guilty.
Here’s another good one of Mrs. Wigglebottom. Again, if you could look that in the face and then put it in harm’s way, I question whether you have a soul.