Friday, December 24, 2004

Christmas Eve

You don't expect me to put up some sappy message for Christmas, do you? I'll leave that to others. As many of you know, I'm an animal lover (dogs especially). On this (supposedly) happiest of holidays, maybe we should remember the creatures who can't speak for themselves. David at 42 is of like mind:


You know, rich stupid people have the right to spend their money however they want. But $50,000 to buy the First cloned cat sold in the U.S. is money that could have been used to foster and save the lives of hundreds of unwanted cats and dogs that other people mostly discard like used condoms. Maybe “Julie” isn’t stupid or mean-spirited or even rich and just wanted her old kitty back, but she’s got an unhealthy grip on reality.

Me, when Señor Toenails goes to kitty hell, I’ll probably go to the local shelter and let another one pick me out just like last time, or take a couple of the free kittens that idiots who don’t understand the words “spay” and “neuter” are always giving away.

Responsible pet ownership (I hate that word in this context) is something severely lacking in our consume and discard society. Pets are not toys or penis extensions, so don't buy your fucking kid a dog for Christmas. A cute puppy or kitten doesn't stay cute long if you're not prepared for it. If you're not ready to make a 12-15 year commitment, don't get one. And remember, between 2 and 3 million unwanted dogs and cats are euthanized every year. Don't add to the statistic, butthead.

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