Our pitty caught a baby raccoon last spring (fall? idk.) and shook it so bad, but wouldn't finish it off....... the poor thing was suffering and gonna die anyway... i had to drag out the .22 and finish him off. I felt bad, but at that point, it was all that was left to do. I was actually p.o.'ed at the ##### dog for not finishing what he started. He's a pansy for a pitty, LoOL. Ya gotta do what you gotta do. If I were maimed THAT bad; I'd want finished off, too.
Back when I was just a wee U.S. Marine of 18 years old fresh out of boot camp, walking back to base from a night of partying, I see this group of boys gathered around a huge possum that had been hit by a car and was suffering. They said since I was a Marine I should be the one to kill it lol. So I got a big rock and repeatedly bashed it til it was dead, those boys were in shock.
Once my dog discovered what blood tasted like there was no turning back. She got along with other dogs OK but if they wanted to start a fight, she would finish it with blood instinct.
Some years ago it was pissing rain at 10PM, the kind that makes it go sideways all dark in a Terrel Texas construction east of Dallas. I had been in the middle lane. Cars lined solid on the right and pickuptrucks lined solid on the left as they do in Texas at 90 mph. Im on the governor at 73 in a borrowed shop truck (More on that later) 100 feet and 3 seconds from impact I had a Lab roaming back and forth in my lane trapped by the cars on the right and small pickups on the left, all doing 90 plus. Im actually the river rock in the middle holding the little speeders up in the rain. I had time to make three choices. Pick one. The one I ended up picking was not on that list. Jogged the wheel a smidgen for a dead center hit hoping he will get it clean kill without suffering on my front end. Unfortunately that KW 600 had a rubberized bumper unlike my normal FLD and bounced it past the oil pan into my drive shaft with a yelp. The final drives and trailer wheels finished the butcher. I had blood in clouds off all of my wheels for the next 30 miles. It took about a 1/3 of a mile for ALL of the speeding traffic to clear away from me once they realized what was hitting them. It's one of many animal kills over the years. But that one was the worst what with it's collar, tag and all. I could not turn that shop truck in fast enough. It had bad spirits, not that I worry about that heebie jeebie stuff. It's silly. But that truck was not one I would want anymore. It's a shame, it was a nice oldie.
I was going to tell them what for. When you're a Marine walking with civilians, chances are that you dont have a weapon on you.
This article appears to sum things up, http://blogs.reuters.com/great-deba...hunt-exotic-african-animals-just-go-to-texas/
http://nypost.com/2011/10/19/owner-kills-self-sets-wild-animals-free-in-ohio/ Happened here in Ohio years back... not sure they handled it correctly, however. Whatsoever.
I remember that. Owner wigs out and decided to turn all his animals loose before he committed suicide in a blaze of glory. He definitely didn't go out quietly. I've passed thru Zanesville,Ohio many times on I-70,and you would've never known that some crazy stuff went on there.
