yesterday, i walked past this. obviously english isn't their first language, but that's besides the point. it says: "after a week of missing, my cat finally came home. unfortunately he came hurt. by the looks of the wounds he was tied up and tortured. many of us have outdoor cats in this neighbourhood and this is why i have decided to post this, so you are away of what kind of neighbours we have." the picture is hard to tell because the paper was put in a plastic sheet and it rained the other day, so the condensation makes it hard to see. i think the open wound is the cats neck. i certainly don't live in a neighbourhood you would expect this from (not that you should expect it anywhere..but you know what i mean..)
there are exactly 2 movies (involving people) that make me cry; scratch that, bawl like a baby-PS I love you and a walk to remember. i love them both, but boy do they get me going. But show me a movie about an animal being hurt, or dying and I'm a wreck. don't even get me started on marley and me...i was uncontrollably sobbing in the theatre, like i couldn't breath,
and on the way home,
and at home...
i think the first movie i cried at was a movie about a german shepherd. i swear it was called 'hero' but i can't find it on google anywhere. i was young, so i could be wrong. i got it from mcdonald's of all places in a happy meal and our family german shephard had just been put down.
i know it may not sound very nice, but i can watch the news and hear stories of people who have been hurt or have died and yes, i feel bad, but it does not even come close to the pain, hurt, rage, etc i feel when i see something involving animals.
human beings have the capacity to understand what is going on. they may not know
why it's happening, but they can comprehend what is going on. and they can defend themselves. maybe not very well in all cases, but they can try. animals cannot. they have absolutely no idea why they are being hit by their owner when they don't do something right, or stuffed in a cage for their whole life to breed, or kicked and stepped on by some punk, low life, idiot who deserves to be tortured them self, who thinks it fun.
they.have.no.defense.
i remember last year on campus, i walked into a building and there was a table set up with newspapers on it. a guy asked me if i wanted to buy one and support whatever topic it was (i think it had to do with women in poorer countries who didn't have rights). i just told him 'sorry, no.' He asked why and had asked my political party as well; i told him it didn't matter and he said i must be interested in something. when i said animals, he looked at me like I was an idiot with 3 heads and said "so, you care more about animals than people?" and to that I simply replied "yes" and walked away. like hello, people can support different things! that's what makes the world go round.
this post was mostly a rant; i could feel my blood boiling and tears coming to my eyes when i saw that poster. what a despicable person.
and what a way to start a monday eh?
also, this post is not meant to start any arguments or mean-spirited debates. it's just what came to mind when i saw the poster.
