Oct 01, 2006 01:55
Dear LJ/6A:
You suck. Fuck off and die. You don't like me, I don't like you. You won't get another red cent of my money after my time is paid up. Respect is a two way street, and I've decided that since you're going in the wrong direction, I'd rather just hit your sorry ass head-on.
No Love,
Me.
Dear Society of Humane Friends of Georgia Inc:
I find it appalling that for a rescue of animals, you're asking 300 bucks for a purebred Chi and 500 for a Yorkie. No, really. What? If people had that much money, they'd probably go to the puppy mill you rescued these little guys from and buy them that way. I love that you want to help animals, but for fuck's sake, get a grip. A 150 would more than likely keep the place in business. Honestly, twice and nearly four times? That is damned ridiculous. You people are what give shelters and rescues bad names. Shame on you. Out to make a tidy profit since you didn't have to buy the dog in the first place. Get a grip soon.
Kiss My Ass,
Me.
Dear Animal Rescues of the World:
Just because someone has a backyard doesn't mean they'd be great animal owners. If that was the case, everyone would be fine and you wouldn't have to rescue so many cases of dogs and cats being out in the cold in the middle of a blizzard, now would you? Didn't think so. Just because someone is in an apartment doesn't mean the pet won't be loved. Requiring a fence is bloody stupid. Study the people, not the blueprint of the house and yard.
Really Annoyed,
Me.
computer: lj/6a,
critters: animal rights