You are fucked up.
But cutting them up while they're alive?
I am and I'd cut you too.
You are fucked up.
But cutting them up while they're alive?

That's quite a jump in your question from "lesser" creatures to human beings. I haven't even read the rest of your thread yet, but I can see why it's gotten quite a response.
When I was in high school I was driving down the highway and some dog started running beside my car. After running for 20 yards or so the dumb thing cut left and hit the corner of the front of my car. There was snow in the ditch so the thing skidded across the snow for 10 yards, and I'm sure was killed on impact.
I did not feel bad at all because the dog was fucking retarded for doing that. I was actually extremely pissed because I was a poor high school kid and the SOB fucked up my front bumper bad. Had to drive a busted up car for the rest of high school![]()
I killed my 70 lb. pit bull with my bare hands (Stalin was his name, because he was a badass). He was our pet for 8 years, and was a good dog. A couple of years earlier, he bit me while I was wrestling with my son who was 7 at the time. Must've taken it as a sign of aggression and was just protecting him on instinct but I got about 12 stitches in my arm and still have a nasty scar. I took the dog to animal control but eventually relented after hours, and hours...and hours of tears and shit from my girl. She went back and they released the dog to her. Cats have nine lives, but dogs only have two because a couple of years later he bit me again - this time while I was giving my infant daughter a kiss on the forehead. Fucker came out of nowhere and tagged me right in the ear. I took him out in the backyard and choked him out. Let me tell you, choking a strong ass pit bull to death with your bare hands is a lot harder than it sounds. Physically, it was exhausting, but I have to admit that emotionally it took a toll on me being our pet and all. That was two years ago and it still bothers me sometimes because I know both times he thought he was only protecting the kids.
Actually I hope a pitbull rips your throat out. That'd be fucking justice.
This line alone proves that you're some sort of PETA fag.
Actually I hope a pitbull rips your throat out. That'd be fucking justice.
It was a giant jump, but was intentional. I felt like an idiot for having so much despair over a stupid frog. Yet, it bothered me.
Yet when I go fishing and there are a dozen near-dead fish flopping around, or they get gutted, I'm ok with it.
Why a frog over a fish? Why do I swat a fly and feel proud and try and save a spider? Maybe because spiders eat insects and contribute toward a slightly more insect-free yard? That's rationalizing...
I can only imagine the difference between a pet you care for, or a larger animal, let alone another human. You said your husband needed therapy, I'm sure this is the norm in those instances...
You either have reading comprehension problems, or you somehow think a dogs life is worth more than a child's life. I clearly stated that I didn't feel good about doing it, but he almost killed my daughter in the process and sent me to the hospital twice for stitches, so he had to go. I have no regrets about putting him down, only regret not letting animal control finish the job.
But since you want to be a dick about it, I'm 1-0 against pit bulls. If you really want to see some "justice" as you call, maybe you should deliver it, since you're an internet tough guy.
Who cares what some punk thinks. I was completely entranced as I was reading your story. Yes, it was disturbing as fuck, but I really try not to judge in circumstances like yours where you are being so introspective and honest.