In 55 Words FD MC Challenge 2017 – Day 307
Today’s piece was inspired by a true event, one I wish it hadn’t happened, but it did. Writing about it is the best way I have to cope with it all. Curious? Keep on reading then.
Yesterday, as I was coming home from work, I saw this cute little stray wandering around. He approached this guy sitting outside an apartment entrance and the jerk, out of the blue, kicked the poor thing one, two, three times. I got pissed on the spot and couldn’t stand still while that happened. I was able to get the dog away from him but not before I got kicked in the back as well. That’s when a few other people decided to intervene. They surrounded the guy but I didn’t see what happened next. Instead, I took the dog to someone I know that works with an animal shelter to be looked upon.
Today, I learned that the dog got an internal bleeding from the whole ordeal. He’s at a vet and his condition isn’t famous at the moment. I have two dogs of my own and am an animal lover at heart so this situation revolts me to no end. I’m also not prone to violence but if I happen to see the guy again, it’s possible I’ll reconsider that stance. Sadly, there’s nothing else I can do at the moment except wait for better news so I’m going to write. I’m going to write about a befitting punishment for a coward that enjoys kicking dogs. Until tomorrow.
“So you’re the guy that likes to kick dogs?” She asked.
“Release me, bitch!” He spat.
“Bitch, you say? What? You want to kick me too?”
“Don’t tempt me.”
“Far from it. Train you on the other hand…”
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
She answered with a hypnotic pendant, a collar and some dog food.