Loving Pets And Animals To Death
By Beaker
I was clicking away surfing on TV when I came across a show about horses. Wait, make that Barbaro.
Must they speak of Barbaro as if he was a human being? Puke all over me, will ya? Moreover, aren’t these animals produced and groomed, for you know, for a “sport” that encourages gambling?
I purposely digress.
It reminded me of a girl I used to work with years ago. Eventually, she got to talking about her 14 dogs.
“I love them more than anything in life - even my husband,” she said.
Now there’s a gal who knew where her priorities stood!
I walked behind her cubicle and indeed observed an obscene amount of pictures with her and her dogs. Her husband happened to be in the way in a couple of them.
Weird fucking girl. Flaky too. Just like my assistant at the time.
Oh. A few months later he husband left her.
What a shock.
I wondered what took so long.
Needless to say, Barbaro conjured up the wrong images of my past so I moved on. I eventually settled on Woody Wood Pecker.
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Most animals I know have more going for them than most humans I know. People identified in Barbaro dedication, intelligence, the desire to win and the will to live. He did everything that was asked of him. I was there the day he hurt himself, and most all the humans present that day just came apart when the accident happened, Barbaro stood there like a gentleman. He knew he was in trouble and waited for help to come. He didn’t bolt, or kick, or bite because he understood that his connections would help him. For 8 months he fought to live with the help of his brilliant surgeon, and he almost made it. The leg healed; it was the laminitis that got him. Give me a Barbaro and a Dr. Dean Richardson any day; and the world would be a better place. So don’t knock people’s devotion to animals. The animals have got their act together.
Ellen,
Wasn’t knocking people who love animals. Lord knows I have enough of that with friends and family. If you cared to read carefully, I take issue with people who go overboard with it - at least in my eyes.
Like, calling an animal a gentleman for instance. It’s a gentle-MAN. A horse is not a man. It’s big, beautiful, powerful animal.
A gentlehorse if you will.