If you’re squeamish, or a huge animal lover, please stop reading now and click to go to the Madi Photos and check back for another post here later… Otherwise, read on…

Now that we’ve got that out of the way, I wanted to take a few minutes to write about something I heard about this afternoon… The radio show I was listening to was talking about a particularly horrible case of animal cruelty that occurred in the Dallas area last week. I won’t go into all the details here, but the abuse involved a 10-month old pit bull that had been severely mistreated, including being dragged, stabbed and covered in some flammable liquid and then set on fire. Amazingly enough, the dog was found alive by two people near an apartment complex, where they eventually coaxed her out to them (why she trusted humans, I have no idea). The two then wrapped her up and carried her to Operation Kindness, a no-kill animal shelter in the area. The dog was named Mercy, and is doing amazingly well. She’s got a long road to go still, and some very painful treatments, but the outlook seems to be good.

When I heard this on the radio this afternoon, it made me physically sick to my stomach. I’ve been thinking about it the better part of the evening and I just keep thinking that there has to be some explanation and that a human being couldn’t possibly be capable of something like this… Unfortunately, that’s not the case and there is some sick person out there doing who knows what to some other poor animal (and if they can do this to an animal, imagine what they’d be OK with doing to another person)… Don’t get me wrong, Lily drives me absolutely nuts sometimes, like just this evening when she decided to go outside and play in the muddy spot of the back yard caused by yet another sprinkler system issue (not caused by me this time). She didn’t just play in it, she was getting a running start and diving in it like the muddy patch was her own personal Slip-and-Slide. She was covered in it and I wasn’t happy, but she’s a dog and she was having the time of her life. No matter how mad or frustrated I might get at Lily, she’s still our dog and we all love her, from the way she wiggles around like she’s having a whole-body muscle spasm when we come home in the afternoon to the squeals that Madi makes when she sees that dog. The thought of Lily going through something like Mercy went through makes me furious. We have no idea what has happened in Lily’s past, before she came to us, and while it wasn’t anything close to what Mercy went through, it was still obviously some form of abuse. People like Lily’s previous owners and the people who did this to Mercy deserve the darkest spot of Hell that’s surely reserved just for them. Hopefully they have a long, slow, painful trip to that spot…

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