I should take inspiration from my mother, who, like me, often got lost. But she never yelled SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT SHIT, at least not in my hearing. Instead, a wicked grin on her face, she yelled WE’RE HAVING AN ADVENTURE, KIDS, and my sister and I were credulous enough, and young enough, and enough in awe of her ability to wend through life without crashing, to believe her. She never cared when she lost her way, because she always had faith she’d find another one.
The good news: there was an arrest in the Kiya/Puppy Doe case in Massachusetts.
The bad news, and why I’m not linking to a story: every story on this subject will show a photo of that scarred, mutilated, emaciated puppy, and it will upset me. It would be one thing if she survived. She didn’t. They put her down not long after that photo was taken. it’s one thing to look at pictures of a scarred, starving, sad dog when there’s a happy ending.
The happiest ending is maybe that the person who beat her serves some time in prison, and animal advocates work to get stronger animal cruelty laws passed in her name. It won’t stop this from happening again and again.
I just wish they didn’t show that picture on every article about her. It won’t get the attention of someone who doesn’t care, but upsets me a lot.