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Permalink Reply by Enumeo Gastev on November 4, 2009 at 12:05pm

My kitten Puggles passed away this morning. She was only 6 weeks old. My neighbor's
bulldog tore her to tiny shreds. I could quite literally see the bits of intestines and kidney and a number of other guts everywhere within a 10 foot radius. Her left eyeball was ripped in half and was resting slightly to the right of her tail. Children then came with sticks and baseball bats, and did all kinds of terrible things to her corpse. I was bawling so hard I couldn't even go outside to make them stop. I need help.

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Permalink Reply by Demetria McFarland-Hall on November 14, 2009 at 8:30am

In June 2004, the baby of the family of 16 kids was shot multiple times and died from his injuries. He was my baby brother. At the age of 24 years old, me and my siblings treated him still as the baby of the family. With the loss of our mom and dad prior to our brothers death, facing the loss of him was really hard. The killer/s are yet to be found. I felt like part of me no longer exsisted. I then cried out to God for help!!! A few years later, I gave my life to Christ and I am well able to cope with the loss. My pastor preached a life changing message that has helped me the more with coping with the void that was left by the murder of my brother. The message was : "Let go and let God, turn your pain into gain". God began to give me a desire to help and reach out to others that have lost loved ones due to a violent crime. The ministry God has blessed me with is called M.A.V. Marshall Against Violence. It's a community involved ministry asking residents in "high crime areas" to take a stand and not to allow violence to run their neighborhoods or communities. To those that are dealing with the loss of a loved one, cry out to God for HELP!!!!!!!! There is NO hurt or pain on earth that Heaven can't heal.

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Permalink Reply by REBEKAH on November 17, 2009 at 1:02am

I also lost my brother who had mild mental disability since 4 1/2 months.
He was my only brother i and my family had cared and protected him so much
without him i and family are going thru a lot of pain . we are unable to come out of it

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Permalink Reply by REBEKAH on November 17, 2009 at 1:02am

REBEKAH said:

I also lost my brother who had mild mental disability since 4 1/2 months.
He was my only brother i and my family had cared and protected him so much
without him i and family are going thru a lot of pain . we are unable to come out of it

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Permalink Reply by Valerie on November 20, 2009 at 8:19am

Enumeo Gastev said:

My kitten Puggles passed away this morning. She was only 6 weeks old. My neighbor's
bulldog tore her to tiny shreds. I could quite literally see the bits of intestines and kidney and a number of other guts everywhere within a 10 foot radius. Her left eyeball was ripped in half and was resting slightly to the right of her tail. Children then came with sticks and baseball bats, and did all kinds of terrible things to her corpse. I was bawling so hard I couldn't even go outside to make them stop. I need help.

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Permalink Reply by Valerie on November 20, 2009 at 8:32am

Valerie said:

My kitten Puggles passed away this morning. She was only 6 weeks old. My neighbor's
bulldog tore her to tiny shreds. I could quite literally see the bits of intestines and kidney and a number of other guts everywhere within a 10 foot radius. Her left eyeball was ripped in half and was resting slightly to the right of her tail. Children then came with sticks and baseball bats, and did all kinds of terrible things to her corpse. I was bawling so hard I couldn't even go outside to make them stop. I need help.

This is the most horrendous story of animal cruelty I've ever read. I am so very sorry. What you need to do now is call the authorities, your local Animal Control Office, or even the police and report this incident. I would also confront the parents of the children who so callously thought it was fun sport to play games with what was left of your sweet, and helpless kitten. I can't imagine what a nightmare this whole thing has been for you. A week ago today, I had to have my cat put to sleep. She was 18 and had gotten so she wouldn't eat and had lost almost half her body weight. After three days of her not eating and no showing any signs that she would get better, I had to do something. My VET was so kind and explained to me that what I was doing was the most loving thing I could do for my beloved pet. He told me she had kidney failure and heart failure and probably would have died within a week. The VET even helped me with getting her body put back into the laundry basket that I put her in and out to my car. Once home, I lifted her limp body out of the basket and held her and sobbed. So many memories of having her a part of my life while my daughter was still at home etc. After a few minutes, I then went outside and decided on a place to bury her. I decided on a spot where she would often go, under a crab apple tree where she would sit and see birds and meow at them. I dug the hole but before laying her in it I knew I couldn't without wrapping her in something, I couldn't stand the thought of putting her into the cold ground. I got an older towel and wrapped her in that and hugged her again for the last time. She is now gone to a better place where she is free from pain.
Please get in touch with your authorities. No one should have had to experience what you did. Dogs are supposed to be kept in their owners yards, not running free. What if this had been a small child? My thoughts are with you and I hope that justice will prevail against the owners of these dogs. Good luck.

Valerie

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Permalink Reply by Diane A. Kennedy 7 hours ago

My younger sister died just over a year ago, she was in end stage MS and end stage breast cancer. She never married and had no children, so for the final few years of her life I did my best to care for her. My husband and I finally had to place her in a nursing home. It was the hardest thing I ever had to do, I visited 2 years for up to 5 hours a day. My sis was such a wonderful, bright talented person. She had been an art history professor, it was a nightmare to watch her spiral downward. We shared so much as sibs, our family, hobbies. I was able to be with her when she died, it was so peaceful. Hospice was wonderful in making sure she was in no pain. I still feel so very guilty that I could not keep her at home and that she had both these horrendous diseases. I feel her around sometimes telling me to get over it, that does help, but the waves of grief still overwhelm me.

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