For anyone unfortunate enough to witness the carnage, it wasn't pretty. Evidence of the cruelty lay strewn across the entire room with animal innards stretching from the east door to the west door.
Utter devestation.
The culprit, a black poodle, only hours from the celebrating his one-year birthday. He sat content, the sharpened teeth and fangs tired from the exercise of dismemberment. Does he understand the impact his actions caused? Does he realize the pain he inflicts on helpless stuffed animals?
It doesn't appear so.
If there's one consolation, it's that the big black dog--in an ironic act of mercy--goes for the eyes first. He blinds his victims, sparing them the torture of seeing their own maiming. Each animal, be it bear (koala or teddy...), an unlucky rhino, or even a couple of dogs--the poodle offers no mercy to his own species--are sightless, blind to the horrors. If only he could rip off their ears so they couldn't hear their own screams.
But one survived...a solitary beast has escaped with its eyes intact. The elephant becomes the chronicler, the one to witness and bear witness for others who can no longer see. The pachyderm--as of now--has lived to tell the tell. And if the little grey animal somehow overcomes the vicious jaws of the beast, it will long remember the day when all others were first blinded, then ripped apart, slowly, and with malicious intent.
Lucky little elephant. But perhaps not...for he's the only one that sees.
No comments:
Post a Comment