Jul 27, 2006 10:35
tender heart alert.
If you cry at sad animal stories read no further.
the plasterer was here this morning, nice older Italian gentleman, and he looks at all of the cats sprawled on the livingroom furniture and says to me, "hey, you like animals".
I admitted I did and he says, "I was up in Wasaga on the weekend visiting some friends, and this lady, she has a chiwawa, well, it was getting old, it's about 13 now and she got another one, this one is about a year old now. Well, we were all there just sitting and talking in the back yard and off this chiwawa goes. Right across the road and gets hit by a car. It was crushed." [My mouth hangs open at this point.] "Just about from here", and here he bends over and draws a line across Nala's back, "the whole thing was just crushed, you know? They took it to the vet and the vet wanted $400 deposit to look at it, they took some x-rays and told the people they had to take it to a specialist in the city. So they did that. I called the lady the other day and she told me the chiwawa had died. That was sad, that."
!!!!!!!
WTF was that??
Why, oh why. If I liked animals why on earth would he feel compelled to share a story about this poor animal getting schmucked by a car. What, he has no happy animal stories to share?
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the funny thing is that he really is a nice guy, we've been sharing stories about travelling in Italy, but that? that was totally bizarre.