I'm more than a little perturbed right now, and I shouldn't write when I am, but the day is getting away from me. I wrote about this on Facebook, but I'm putting it here as well.
What makes some people delight in torturing creatures? Every living thing deserves respect. And every living thing serves a purpose. I doubt the author of the grand design threw in a few species for the express purpose of filling blood lust or perverse amusement. But people being base and stupid have interpreted it as such.
There's a pressure washing person here today. That he was supposed to be here on Monday notwithstanding, he is here today. I was eating my lunch when I happened to look out and see him pointing his pressure hose at something on the porch. That something was alive and trying valiantly to get away from the harsh stream of water. I focused on it and realized it was a tiny toad. I jumped up and ran to the back door and started pounding on the window; motioning for him to stop!
He turned off the machine and looked at me with a quizzical expression, as I ran out the door and scooped up the poor, terrified creature. When I relocated him to a safer spot, I walked back to see the man laughing. He thought it was funny.
I asked him to please come get me if he finds any other live creatures and is afraid to pick them up. I'm more than happy to do it. He stopped laughing then when his "manhood" was challenged.
What is wrong with people??? I mean, what causes the disconnect between our inherent desire to protect and the need for some to destroy or torture? That little toad was no match for him and his super hose. I don't know why I ask this question when people do awful things every day.
But, you know what, for every evil person who delights in harming something weaker or smaller than himself, there is another who rescues and nurtures. Screw you if you don't have a conscience. Just don't let me see you do your nasty thing.
No wait! I'm glad I saw his meanness because he got to see the right way to treat even the smallest creature. Yes - let me show you the way it should be done, cretin....
My darling, little, bad, baby cat (henceforth known as DLBBC) has been trying to get back into my good graces. She was never out of them, but I don't tell her that. She has been smothering me with love and kisses and crawled into the back of my shirt again. This time she went down the sleeve and stuck her nose out of the end of it.
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| How could anyone be upset with something this cute? I ask you - how? |
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