Clementine Cuneo, at the behest of her editor at the Daily Rag no doubt has written a piece about a young boy who was, and I quote, “horribly scarred by the family dog”.
The accompanying picture shows the boy with a relatively deep gash above his eye and several superficial scratches that will heal in time with no long lasting effect.
Yet another “dog attack”.
Why did it happen? Well, according to the mother of the boy, “it’s not like the dog picked him up and shook him or anything like that, she just snapped at him for pulling on her ears.
So, in fact what has occurred here is yet another example of a wee bastard treating an animal like its favourite plaything.
And the animal reacted to probably some pain as its ears were pulled this way and that.
Enter the poisonous wee dwarf (and convicted drunk driver) Steve Price of radio 2UE in Sydney who has led the charge to have the animal destroyed. That comes as no surprise to me, despicable little man that he is – in both size and character!
Thankfully, the woman who owns the dog is having none of it and as the incident occurred at her home the police can do nothing about it.
“She’s a good dog, I’ve never had any problems with her before and I don’t think its her fault”. The boy agreed – “I love Cassey”, he said.
The youngster and the dog have played together many times before and on this occasion it was a case of “one tug too many”.
The woman said, “Noah was lying all over her (the wee bastard – my words not hers) and he started pulling her ears. I told him not to or she’d get cranky”.
But wee bastards being wee bastards, he just ignored her and persisted.
“Normally, when she (Cassey) has had enough, she walks away from him but this time she snapped and bit him on his face”.
I’ve written of this many times. If you have young children in your home that has a dog, for God’s sake keep the wee bastards away from them or at the very least teach them that they’re not fucking toys!
What, are you slow learners or something? Shall I speak slower?
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` Wow! That reminds me of the woman who had one of her sheepdogs killed because it bit one of her other sheepdogs - twice, in fact!
` Wow. What a horribly vicious dog.
` So it was no surprise she started screaming when my friend's dog - in defense of her territory - jumped on one of her two remaining sheepdogs and bit it on the snout.
` It was fine, but she insisted that my friend take them to the vet and pay for the whole thing. She pressed the veterinarian to do something, so the vet reluctantly prescribed some antibiotics, so my friend was stuck paying more.
` She was determined to make him pay - then, she insisted that he have his dog destroyed. So, he changed the dog's name to Patrick and cut her fur really short so nobody would recognize her.
` I think some people just need to chill.
Some people need to control their fuckin brats. (See to smack or not to smack...). I'm tired of repeating myself on this.
A dog, being ultimately ruled by nature, can snap at any time for whatever reason. We must know this and keep babies/children away or this is the result and I'm sick of the poor animals being executed just coz some fuckin incompetent parent can't control their wayward offspring.
Even the most gentle dog would object to having his ears pulled.
It's refreshing to hear a parent admit their kid did something wrong. So many people these days (usually busy bodies and not the dogs owner) blame the dog.
Shame we can't put the dwarf down instead, to stop his whining.
Country of pet lovers MY DICK!!!!!!
I once rescued a very small feral kitten. We named it Tigger (for obvious reasons) and it settled very well into domestic life and soon became part of the group of cats I already had. For some reason it took an instant dislike to my middle son who was about 2/3 at the time and not very sensible or thoughtful around animals in general. I was always having to 'remind' him not to be too rough and to warn him that the cat would scratch if he 'loved' it so hard and so on. He was a slow learner until Tigger moved in. She used to wait for him under the dining table and attack his feet, pounce when he walked down the passage and generally terrorise him - it was very funny. If he ran, she would actually chase him! Funnily enough she was never vicious in her attacks, just very firm - lol If she was lying on the sofa, he would sit on the floor rather than wake her up.
Now some of you readers might think I should have got rid of the cat - not at all. Tigger taught him a respect for animals that I was never able to do. It wasn't that he was a deliberately mean child, he just wasn't a 'natural' animal person like my other two children.
The point is - children need to learn respect for animals if they are going to co-exist in the same environment. Simple as that :)
And kudos for you too, Jayney. Well said (and right to the point too!)
Respect, Jayney, where has it gone...?
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