Most of us have seen some pretty horrible things and met some seriously evil people.
My wife and I walk a few miles together each day. For some reason, in the rural Deep South, many people have absolutely no natural sympathy for animals. It is shocking how often we run across dead or dying puppies and kittens dumped on the road just a mile from our house — like at least a dozen times or more per year.
We’ve rescued, conservatively, 30-40 cats and dogs that survived and 2-3 times that number we found dead, often tied inside Hefty bags or just tossed out while moving.
We were walking and spotted a large contractor garbage bag about 6-10 feet off the side of our road. As we got closer we saw the bag move, which is not uncommon. These two puppies were inside — one boy, one girl. I’m surprised they hadn’t suffocated, which means they were probably dumped a few minutes before we got there, as the bag was tied shut and there were no holes.
They were super shy and afraid at first and hid under the stairs.
I can’t help but wonder what kind of human would do something like that to such docile, innocent animals. It’s no coincidence that most twisted serial killers start by abusing animals first.
What’s that old expression about knowing a man by how he treats animals?
My wife and I walk a few miles together each day. For some reason, in the rural Deep South, many people have absolutely no natural sympathy for animals. It is shocking how often we run across dead or dying puppies and kittens dumped on the road just a mile from our house — like at least a dozen times or more per year.
We’ve rescued, conservatively, 30-40 cats and dogs that survived and 2-3 times that number we found dead, often tied inside Hefty bags or just tossed out while moving.
We were walking and spotted a large contractor garbage bag about 6-10 feet off the side of our road. As we got closer we saw the bag move, which is not uncommon. These two puppies were inside — one boy, one girl. I’m surprised they hadn’t suffocated, which means they were probably dumped a few minutes before we got there, as the bag was tied shut and there were no holes.
They were super shy and afraid at first and hid under the stairs.
I can’t help but wonder what kind of human would do something like that to such docile, innocent animals. It’s no coincidence that most twisted serial killers start by abusing animals first.
What’s that old expression about knowing a man by how he treats animals?