Any sort of mistreatment of animals just boils me... I can't stand it. I want to do the same to whatever worthless POS did to the critter. To think what selfless, non demanding, unconditional love and companionship a pet will give to someone, and then a person harms them? It's making me mad to think about just to type this, and I'm talking any critter, domesticated pet or a little critter in the wild. I won't watch these shows about the wild either where they prey on each other. I know that's the rule of law when it comes to nature, survival of the fittest, but I don't need to see it, and I don't understand why these documentarians feel as though they HAVE to show that EVERY TIME.
I've been getting into the PBS special "Victoria" on Prime, and last night in Season II, episode 3, her cute little dog, Dash, passed away. I got a lump in my throat and had to hold back tears during the scene when she found him. Just brings back when I've lost a long time little furry partner. It hurts even years and years later.
God I sound like a total softy...