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"Last week.....puppy.....dumped in.....local park.....animal....attacked
by.....bigger dog .....half....its face ripped off....left for
dead.....domestic incident.....husband beat up his wife.....broke their
'I deal with extreme cases of dog abuse'
David Grant, 64
Interview by Charlotte Philby
Sat., 17 Jan. 2009
"We see dogs who have been stabbed, beaten and shot. And these cases are
none too rare"
I've been a qualified vet for 41 years, and the director of north
London's Harmsworth RSPCA Animal Hospital
for 22 years.
And from what I can see, animal abuse
is worse now than ever before,
certainly in dog-cruelty cases.
Back in the Seventies, there tended to be a set pattern with animal
, which was mostly down to ignorance.
These often involved inadequate feeding and subsequent emaciation and
Now, things are far more sinister.
With dogs, the majority of cases involve Staffordshire and Pitbull
There is a lot of cruelty.
In the most extreme instances, we are seeing dogs who have been beaten,
stabbed and shot, and these are none too rare.
There has been an inconceivable surge in gratuitous violence against
dogs, often as a result of pre-arranged one-on-one fights.
Only last weekend I saw 11 such cases.
One of my colleagues couldn't handle it any more and is now leaving us.
It's a lot for a vet to deal with.
Last week, a young vet at this hospital, only two years qualified, had
to deal with a puppy who had been bought in after it was found dumped in
a local park.
The animal had been attacked by a bigger dog, and had half of its face
ripped off, before being left for dead.
Another was faced with a case where during a domestic incident, a
husband beat up his wife and broke their puppy's neck.
How do you deal with that?
In my opinion, the root cause of most of these cases seems to be the
worrying trend towards owning these dogs as accessories, and as weapons.
Because of the demand for certain types of dogs for such purposes,
primarily on inner-city housing estates, there has been a huge increase
in dog breeding for undeclared profit.
As a result, we are seeing a lot of puppies who are diseased due to poor
The number of dogs being dumped is at an all-time high, and Battersea
can no longer take in Staff-type dogs.
The problem is seriously out of control.
I have heard a lot of knee-jerk responses to this epidemic.
MPs have spoken of mandatory micro- chipping and dog licencing, but this
is near impossible to police.
The majority of people involved in these cruelty cases are outside of
When, assisted by police, we raid a house where illegal breeding of the
[banned] Pitbull terrier is suspected to be taking place, we often find
the perpetrators are wanted for other offences.
A more integrated social solution is needed. The two issues go
The problem of abuse is often entwined with poverty and deprivation; the
people committing these crimes have been short-changed.
How can someone grow up to behave in such a way?
This is supposed to be a civilised country, but clearly it is not.
I don't know what the answer is, but it does not involve knee-jerk
Posted: Jan 20, 2009 4:09pm
May 29, 2008
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Belfast, Northern Ireland, United Kingdom
Cruelty beyond belief to a defenceless pet
Dog's horrific death at hands of maniac
Thursday, May 29, 2008
By Lisa Smith
The wife of a brutal monster who tortured and killed the family's
beloved pet dog has revealed to the Belfast Telegraph the full shocking
extent of the painful death inflicted on the defenceless animal.
Speaking publicly for the first time about the sickening incident,
Alison McMonagle detailed how her estranged husband William David
Streeter viciously beat and strung up her one-year-old golden retriever
in a terrifying attack spanning two days, before he threatened to kill
At North Antrim Magistrate's Court yesterday, 28-year-old Streeter from
Cloyfin Park, Coleraine, admitted seven counts of animal cruelty and a
further count of threatening to kill his wife.
As she recalled the painful death Mac endured, Ms McMonagle said her
husband seemed possessed, like a character from a horror movie, as he
carried out the senseless killing.
The Coleraine mother-of-two said:
"I had always been able to calm Dave down, but this time was different.
The look in his eyes was scary. He looked liked Jack Nicholson in The
And she described how her husband taunted her, telling her: Your dog is
hanging. It will strangle itself. You can hear its claws scraping on the
Ms McMonagle, who reverted to her maiden name following the attack,
which marked the end of her seven-month marriage to Streeter said she
took the difficult decision to speak about her ordeal in an attempt to
bring an end to domestic abuse and animal cruelty.
The pair had only been married seven months when Streeter carried out
the vicious attack, in which he even changing into steel toe capped
boots to cause greater injury to one-year-old retriever Mac, before
hanging him by the neck from the rafters in the garage of the family
The mother-of-two also described how Streeter taunted her as he carried
out the sick attack, exclaiming gleefully:
"That b****** is going to hang. It's going to die. You can hear its
claws scraping on the ground. It's a big dog, he'll not take long to
And in a cruel addition, Ms McMonagle revealed her former husband forced
her to help him dig a grave for Mac.
At North Antrim Magistrate's Court yesterday, Streeter (28) from Cloyfin
Park in Coleraine admitted seven charges of cruelty to Ms McMonagle's
dog between January 2005 and October 26, 2006.
He also pleaded guilty to threatening to kill Ms McMonagle two days
Speaking after Streeter dramatically changed his plea, animal-loving Ms
McMonagle, who received overwhelming support from Rainbow Rehoming
Centre as she prepared to face her violent husband in court, said:
"I'm absolutely delighted with the result. I always said I would put Mac
to rest and I've done that today."
Ms McMonagle said the violence was sparked after Streeter accused her of
spending too much money.
"He started punching and kicking him and Mac ran behind a wall. Dave
lifted a boulder and threw it at him. Then he put Mac in his kennel and
put a hose in and told me, "The b******* will drown"
"He took him into the garage and tied him by his choker chain to the
roof. He came back into the house and he was laughing at me.
"He was saying, The f*****'s claws are scraping on the ground".
"He went upstairs and came back down in his steel toe capped boots and
went back out saying, "The f****** will feel this here.".
"The next day he went out and hung Mac in the garage again. He kept
coming back into the house and giving me reports on what was happening.
"He came in said, "That will help him, I have just put a boot in his
head and then he came back later and told me Mac was dead.
"I didn't believe him but when I went out to the garage and saw Mac
lying there I knew he had suffered a terrible death.
"You could see the pain in him."
During the two-day attack, Ms McMonagle made numerous unsuccessful
attempts to help Mac.
"At one stage Dave put Mac in the kennel and told me not to go near him.
I was really frightened. He used to tell me he knew how to make a person
"He told me all he had to do was mince the body and feed it to pigs.
"I had always been able to calm Dave down before when his temper got up,
but this time was different.
"The look in his eyes was scary. He looked like Jack Nicholson in The
"Dave was wonderful until just before we married.
"But as soon as the ring went on he changed completely."
Feb 22, 2008
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Animal cruelty has got to come to a stop and it's up to us to help!
Thursday, February 21, 2008
11:18 AM EST
I am so thankful that I have a soft heart for animals.
For some reason, they win me over very easily, no matter what kind of
animal it is.
I melt at the site of a newborn, get tears in my eyes when I hear about
animals being abused and feel horrible if I have to tell my own dog
I am a petty big fan of Animal Planet, and always express my interest in
getting rare animals, although I know that will never happen.
I'm sure my significant other is tired of hearing me constantly oh and
awe at the animals I see on different shows.
If I had a wish list, enough property and my own way, I would probably
own a sloth, baby panther, orangutan, about five meerkat's and every
single abused dog and cat which has appeared on Animal Precinct.
Sometimes I wish I could turn into a superhero and rid all of the animal
abusers on this planet.
Where's Spiderman when you need him?
It's no surprise that the recent video footage of the cows in California
being abused made my stomach turn a million circles.
Hats off to the Humane Society for going undercover and capturing one of
the most disgusting and disturbing cases of animal cruelty I have seen.
The video showed ill cows being abused by workers of a meat company in
California called Westland/Hallmark Meat Company.
These cows, also known as "downed cattle," were kicked, beaten, dragged with chains, shocked with electrical prods, sprayed in the face with hoses and rammed with a forklift in an effort to force them to their
feet for slaughter.
What is wrong with people?
Not only did they absolutely torture these animals in an effort to make
money, but they also put millions of lives in danger, including school
children and people who visited fast food restaurants who purchase their
beef from this company.
Thanks to these cold-hearted workers, the nation's largest beef recall
has taken place and the USDA ordered 143 million pounds of beef to be
I seriously hope these people get what they have coming to them.
And I hope that this company is fined beyond belief, or even possibly
I can live without beef for a while and I'm sure other people can as
well, especially when situations like this take place.
And who knows how long it was going on before this footage was taped. It honestly makes me not want to eat meat anymore.
I already refuse to eat veal because the baby cows have to live their
lives - in a cage, no movement, no running and no chance to live a
halfway normal life.
I also read about a dog named Oogy, who appeared on the Oprah show a few weeks ago.
When Oogy was just a puppy, he was tied to a stake and used as bait for
pit bulls in a dogfighting ring.
After these dogs did severe damage to Oogy - basically ripping off one
side of his face, crushing his jaw and damaging his skull, Oogy was
thrown in a cage and left for dead.
Oogy must have had angels on his side that day, because police raided
the home where the dog fighting was taking place and rescued Oogy.
He has had to undergo different surgeries, including one to reconstruct
his face, but Oogy's story has a wonderful ending.
He was adopted by a family who claim he has brought them more love than anyone can imagine.
This is why I have made myself a promise that from now on, I will always
adopt an animal from a shelter.
I adopted my first pet from the Cass County Animal Shelter in April
A lot of people fear getting animals from shelters because they do not
know where they have been or how they will act.
But I am here to say, it's one of the most rewarding things I have ever
done and everyday I look at my dog and wonder what his life would have
been like if I had not rescued him.
My dog's name is Boa.
He is a rottweiler/beagle mix, so I was told. I don't know much about
Boa's past, but I do know for sure he was beaten.
When I first got him, he was extremely leery to be around men. The sound of a man's deep voice was enough to make him run and hide.
He's also afraid of newspapers and shivers at the sound of thunder.
If it's raining outside, forget trying to get him to go out, which let
me know he was obviously left outside during his early years.
He was also pretty skinny when we got him, as his rib cage was showing.
Family members, along with myself, worked with Boa for awhile and by
showing him constant love and affection, Boa has made a huge turn
He's brought so much joy to my life and he wants nothing more than to be kissed, hugged and have his belly rubbed everyday.
He loves going for rides and walks and is finally getting the kind of
life he should have had to begin with.
Unfortunately, not all animals get this kind of ending.
Animal cruelty will continue and most of the time, it goes unnoticed.
But there is something we can do to help.
If you notice an animal being beaten, see dog fighting or hear about
someone abusing an animal in anyway, call the local law enforcement.
Court systems do not take animal abuse lightly anymore and a lot of time punishment comes in the form of jail time and hefty fines.
Also, if you consider getting an animal, look at you local animal
Animals want nothing more than to go to happy homes, especially when
most of them have had a rough start to life.
Animal cruelty has got to stop.
Don't be afraid to step in an help.
You could be saving an innocent animal's life.
They have feelings too!
Erika Pickles is a reporter for the Niles Daily Star.
She can be reached at:
Feb 22, 2008 1:37pm
Feb 20, 2008
"Watch out! You nearly broad sided that car!" My
father yelled at me.
"Can't you do anything right?"
Those words hurt worse than blows. I turned my head
toward the elderly man in the seat beside me, daring
me to challenge him. A lump rose in my throat as I
averted my eyes. I wasn't prepared for another battle.
"I saw the car, Dad. Please don't yell at me when I'm
driving." My voice was measured and steady, sounding
far calmer than I really felt.
Dad glared at me, then turned away and settled back.
At home I left Dad in front of the television and went
outside to collect my thoughts. Dark, heavy clouds
hung in the air with a promise of rain. The rumble of
distant thunder seemed to echo my inner turmoil.
What could I do about him?
Dad had been a lumberjack in Washington and Oregon . He
had enjoyed being outdoors and had reveled in pitting
his strength against the forces of nature. He had
entered grueling lumberjack competitions, and had
placed often. The shelves in his house were filled
with trophies that attested to his prowess.
The years marched on relentlessly. The first time he
couldn't lift a heavy log, he joked about it; but
later that same day I saw him outside alone, straining
to lift it. He became irritable whenever anyone teased
him about his advancing age, or when he couldn't do
something he had done as a younger man.
Four days after his sixty-seventh birthday, he had a
heart attack. An ambulance sped him to the hospital
while a paramedic administered CPR to keep blood and
oxygen flowing. At the hospital, Dad was rushed into
an operating room. He was lucky; he survived.
But something inside Dad died. His zest for life was
gone. He obstinately refused to follow doctor's
orders. Suggestions and offers of help were turned
aside with sarcasm and insults. The number of visitors
thinned, then finally stopped altogether. Dad was left
My husband, Dick, and I asked Dad to come live with us
on our small farm. We hoped the fresh air and rustic
atmosphere would help him adjust. Within a week after
he moved in, I regretted the invitation. It seemed
nothing was satisfactory. He criticized everything I
did. I became frustrated and moody. Soon I was taking
my pent-up anger out on Dick. We began to bicker and
argue. Alarmed, Dick sought out our pastor and
explained the situation. The clergyman set up weekly
counseling appointments for us. At the close of each
session he prayed, asking God to soothe Dad's troubled
mind. But the months wore on and God was silent.
Something had to be done and it was up to me to do it.
The next day I sat down with the phone book and
methodically called each of the mental health clinics
listed in the Yellow Pages. I explained my problem to
each of the sympathetic voices that answered. In vain.
Just when I was giving up hope, one of the voices
suddenly exclaimed, "I just read something that might
help you! Let me go get the article." I listened as
she read. The article described a remarkable study
done at a nursing home. All of the patients were under
treatment for chronic depression. Yet their attitudes
had improved dramatically when they were given
responsibility for a dog.
I drove to the animal shelter that afternoon. After I
filled out a questionnaire, a uniformed officer led me
to the kennels. The odor of disinfectant stung my
nostrils as I moved down the row of pens. Each
contained five to seven dogs. Long-haired dogs,
curly-haired dogs, black dogs, spotted dogs all jumped
up, trying to reach me. I studied each one but
rejected one after the other for various reasons -too
big, too small, too much hair. As I neared the last
pen a dog in the shadows of the far corner struggled
to his feet, walked to the front of the run and sat
down. It was a pointer, one of the dog world's
aristocrats. But this was a caricature of the breed.
Years had etched his face and muzzle with shades of
gray. His hipbones jutted out in lopsided triangles.
But it was his eyes that caught and held my attention.
Calm and clear, they beheld me unwaveringly.
I pointed to the dog. "Can you tell me about him?" The
officer looked, then shook his head in puzzlement.
"He's a funny one. Appeared out of nowhere and sat in
front of the gate. We brought him in, figuring someone
would be right down to claim him. That was two weeks
ago and we've heard nothing. His time is up tomorrow."
He gestured helplessly.
As the words sank in I turned to the man in horror.
"You mean you're going to kill him?"
"Ma'am," he said gently, "that's our policy. We don't
have room for every unclaimed dog."
I looked at the pointer again. The calm brown eyes
awaited my decision. "I'll take him," I said.
I drove home with the dog on the front seat beside me.
When I reached the house I honked the horn twice. I
was helping my prize out of the car when Dad shuffled
onto the front porch.
"Ta-da! Look what I got for you, Dad!" I said excitedly.
Dad looked, then wrinkled his face in disgust. "If I
had wanted a dog I would have gotten one. And I would
have picked out a better specimen than that bag of
bones. Keep it! I don't want it" Dad waved his arm
scornfully and turned back toward the house.
Anger rose inside me. It squeezed together my throat
muscles and pounded into my temples.
"You'd better get used to him, Dad. He's staying!" Dad
ignored me. "Did you hear me, Dad?" I screamed. At
those words Dad whirled angrily, his hands clenched at
his sides, his eyes narrowed and blazing with hate.
We stood glaring at each other like duelists, when
suddenly the pointer pulled free from my grasp. He
wobbled toward my dad and sat down in front of him.
Then slowly, carefully, he raised his paw.
Dad's lower jaw trembled as he stared at the uplifted
paw. Confusion replaced the anger in his eyes. The
pointer waited patiently. Then Dad was on his knees
hugging the animal.
It was the beginning of a warm and intimate
friendship. Dad named the pointer Cheyenne . Together
he and Cheyenne explored the community. They spent
long hours walking down dusty lanes. They spent
reflective moments on the banks of streams, angling
for tasty trout. They even started to attend Sunday
services together, Dad sitting in a pew and Cheyenne
lying quietly at his feet.
Dad and Cheyenne were inseparable throughout the next
three years. Dad's bitterness faded, and he and
Cheyenne made many friends. Then late one night I was
startled to feel Cheyenne 's cold nose burrowing
through our bed covers. He had never before come into
our bedroom at night. I woke Dick, put on my robe and
ran into my father's room. Dad lay in his bed, his
face serene. But his spirit had left quietly sometime
during the night.
Two days later my shock and grief deepened when I
discovered Cheyenne lying dead beside Dad's bed. I
wrapped his still form in the rag rug he had slept on.
As Dick and I buried him near a favorite fishing hole,
I silently thanked the dog for the help he had given
me in restoring Dad's peace of mind.
The morning of Dad's funeral dawned overcast and
dreary. This day looks like the way I feel, I thought,
as I walked down the aisle to the pews reserved for
family. I was surprised to see the many friends Dad
and Cheyenne had made filling the church. The pastor
began his eulogy. It was a tribute to both Dad and the
dog who had changed his life. And then the pastor
turned to Hebrews 13:2. "Be not forgetful to entertain
"I've often thanked God for sending that angel," he
For me, the past dropped into place, completing a
puzzle that I had not seen before: the sympathetic
voice that had just read the right article...
Cheyenne 's unexpected appearance at the animal
shelter. . .his calm acceptance and complete devotion
to my father. . and the proximity of their deaths. And
suddenly I understood. I knew that God had answered my
prayers after all.
Life is too short for drama & petty things, so laugh
love truly and forgive quickly.
Live While You Are Alive.
Tell the people you love that you love them, at every
Forgive now, those who made you cry.
You might not get a second time.
Feb 20, 2008 7:40am
Feb 17, 2008
(I reallly think that CATS could be included for all my "cat owner" friends).
If I Didn't Have Dogs... Anonymous
I could walk around the yard barefoot in safety.
My house could be carpeted instead of tiled and laminated.
All flat surfaces, clothing, furniture, and cars would be free of hair.
When the doorbell rings, it wouldn't sound like a kennel.
When the doorbell rings, I could get to the door without wading through
fuzzy bodies who beat me there.
I could sit on the couch and my bed the way I wanted, without taking into consideration how much space several fur bodies would need to get comfortable.
I would have money ....and no guilt to go on a real vacation.
I would not be on a first-name basis with 6 veterinarians, as I put their yet unborn grand kids through college.
The most used words in my vocabulary would not be: out, sit, down, come,
no, stay, and leave him/her/it ALONE.
My house would not be cordoned off into zones with baby gates or barriers. My house would not look like a day care center, toys everywhere.
My pockets would not contain things like poop bags,treats and an extra leash.
I would no longer have to Spell the words B-A-L-L, F-R-I-S-B-E- E,
W-A-L-K, T-R-E-A-T, B-I-K-E, G-O, R-I-D-E.
I would not have as many leaves INSIDE my house as outside.
I would not look strangely at people who think having ONE dog/cat ties them down too much. I'd look forward to spring and the rainy season instead of dreading "mud" season.
I would not have to answer the question "Why do you have so many animals?"
from people who will never have the joy in their lives of knowing they are
"loved unconditionally by someone as close to an angel as they will ever get."
How EMPTY my life would be!
Feb 17, 2008 1:15am
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Investigators said they need the public's help to solve a case of animal cruelty.
The Society for the Prevention of Cruelty to Animals wants to know who used a screwdriver to stab a dog to death in Upper Township.
Authorities said the dog's killing was a violent, heinous act. Its body was discovered dumped in the woods, surrounded by medical equipment.
"She was found right in that patch right there," said Liam Hughes, an animal control officer.
"It had three holes in its head, and it was bludgeoned to death," Hughes said.
The small, 2-year-old brown female pit bull terrier mix with a white spot on her chest was discovered Christmas Day in as wooded area at the end of New Jersey Avenue.
"We have three dogs of our own," said Aaron Segin, who lives on the street where the dog was found.
"It upsets me real bad. My stomach's cramped up and everything. It was bad," Segin said.
Experts think the dog was in good health before it was killed.
"It's one of those things that takes your breath away. You can't believe that someone would do something like this," Hughes said.
But, in a puzzling twist, veterinary equipment was strewn around her body.
"We found the dog covered in medical tape, had an IV catheter in it and shaved paw, so it looked like somebody was trying to give it medical care," Hughes said. "She had food in her stomach, her nails were trimmed, her ears were clean. This was somebody's pet. The dog had no scars on it. This was not related to fighting dogs."
Investigators believe the animal was killed a day or two before it was found. They discovered tire tracks -- possibly from a van or large truck -- leading away from the dog's dumped body.
Now, they want your help to track the culprit down.
"This is going to be on my plate until we can find out who did this," Hughes said. "Nobody's pet, nobody's animal, no living creature should suffer like this."The dog did not have any tags or other identifying information. If you know who owned the dog or have any information that can help investigators, call the New Jersey SPCA at 888-582-5979
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Feb 11, 2008 12:05am
Feb 11, 2008
Hudson County SPCA
1/11/2008 Press Release:
ANIMAL CRUELTY AT THE SPCA,
HUDSON COUNTY NEW JERSEY.
Years after the SPCA at 480 Johnston Avenue, Jersey City, N.J. was
investigated and charged for animal cruelty when a staff member beat a
resident dog to death with a shovel, it appears the SPCA has not much
This week, Jersey City Animal Control received several anonymous tips
about very sick animals at the Jersey City shelter who were not
receiving medical care.
Control Officer Joe Frank called high ranking SPCA officer Carl Galioto
to ask that the shelter be checked in upon and was assured by Mr.
Galioto that he had visited the shelter this week and that all of the
animals, and the facility, were in excellent condition.
A surprise visit on Wednesday, however, by the office of Animal Control
and the Jersey City Health department, accompanied by members of the
Police Department, turned up a different story altogether.
The facility was covered in what appeared to be weeks worth of dog feces
and at least 3 dogs were confiscated and brought to the Liberty Humane
Center for immediate medical treatment.
2 of the animals suffered from severe malnourishment while the 3rd had a badly ulcerated eye which had gone untreated.
The incident leaves questions about conflicts of interest involved in an
agency that polices itself and the qualifications of the Board of
Directors, led by President, and Minister, Hector Carbajales of Union
City, N.J., also a state certified animal control officer.
The animals will be returned to the shelter once the shelter is able to
provide evidence that they are affiliated with a Veterinarian, they have
instituted a disease control program and that the Veterinarian will care
for the sick animals that were confiscated.
The Hudson County SPCA maintains animal control contracts with
neighboring towns of Union City whose Mayor, Brian Stack, is a state
Senator and also North Bergen, whose mayor Nicholas Sacco is also a
The Jersey City Animal Control office can be reached at:
The Jersey City Health Department can be reached at:
Board President, Minister Hector Carbajales can be reached at:
Feb 11, 2008 12:02am
Feb 1, 2008
FOR YOUR INFORMATION
VIDEO on below website
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Just Another Piece of Garbage?
I Don't Think So.
Tammy S. Grimes
'The Dog Warrior'
Tipton, PA 16684
January 29 2008
Video Clip (See above website)
Every week at Dogs Deserve Better we receive pictures of chained dogs
that are obviously just another piece of trash, left and forgotten, in
the caretaker's yard.
The dog sits, day after day and year after year, amidst old junk cars,
broken toys, rusted tools, and nameless and sundry other used up and
broken paraphenalia, becoming too sad to even bark or make a fuss
I believe a good portion of the blame for the pervasiveness of this
attitude rests upon the shoulders of this state's law enforcement
agencies and judicial system.
Three recent Pennsylvania cases not only support this argument, but
were, in fact, what has led me to this conclusion.
Contrary to what many of us may think, Pennsylvania DOES in fact have
anti- cruelty laws in place.
A person commits a summary offense if he wantonly or cruelly ill-treats,
overloads, beats, otherwise abuses any animal, or neglects any animal as
to which he has a duty of care, whether belonging to himself or
otherwise, or abandons any animal, or deprives any animal of necessary
sustenance, drink, shelter or veterinary care, or access to clean and
sanitary shelter which will protect the animal against inclement weather
and preserve the animal's body heat and keep it dry.
A person convicted of a summary offense should pay a fine of not less
than $50 nor more than $750 or to imprisonment for not more than 90
days, or both.
So why does Pennsylvania have so many cases of dead and dying dogs,
oftentimes abandoned on the end of a chain or locked in a shed where
they remain until death?
The problem seems to lie in the actual ENFORCEMENT of these laws. More
often than not they are simply not enforced.
The police feel it is not their job to enforce them, and the humane
officers, few that there are, are both overwhelmed and beaten down by a
judicial system that all too frequently sides with the abusers.
They become lackadaisical about enforcement because they know whatever
work they put into building a case, the judge may very well throw it out
and let the abuser walk.
There is no reward for their efforts on behalf of the animal, only loss
after loss in the courtroom, leading to an eventual paralysis of both
heart and mind.
Recently in Centre County, PA, Dogs Deserve Better volunteers twice
tried to get a humane officer to go look at chained dogs to ascertain if
laws were being broken.
They were told both times that the officer had more than 30 counties to
oversee, and there was no way she could get there anytime in the near
What happens to a dog who is near death in these counties without
adequate humane enforcement and police who feel it's not their job?
I think we all know the answer to that.
And I think it's happening daily, with no one held accountable for yet
another death of another helpless companion.
The attitude that dogs in Pennsylvania are JUST PROPERTY, and can be
treated as such, is archaic and in need of some serious overhaul.
In a sad nod to the effects of this 'just property' notion, and in what
may horrifyingly become a legal trend, is convicting animal abusers of
'scattering rubbish' instead of the actual crime of cruelty to animals.
Scattering rubbish, a dead dog?
With insane verdicts such as these appearing in our state newspapers and
other media, the court system and law enforcement agencies are putting
forth and reinforcing the notion that dogs are just another piece of
garbage; that it's ok to kill a dog as long as you dispose of it
This lends credence to the already prevalent notion amongst
Pennsylvania's animal abusers that dogs are not living breathing
creatures deserving of our respect and just treatment according to the
law, but merely chattel, refuse, something worthless and of no value.
That you can dispose of one and get another with no consequences and no
On January 8, 2008 in Stroudsburg, PA, Arnold Wheeler was acquitted of
animal cruelty charges in the 2006 shootings of three of his dogs.
Wheeler used a .22-caliber rifle to shoot a 2 year old male dog 4 times,
an 8-month- old female dog 3 times, and another female with puppies 1
time, and then dumped their bodies off along the road.
For these crimes he walked, but was instead convicted of scattering
rubbish for dumping the dog's bodies.
He was ordered to pay a $200 fine and sentenced to 30 days in jail.
Then on January 24th, 2008, Cheryl Magnotta of Smethport, PA was
sentenced for 6 counts of animal cruelty, after pleading guilty to
abandoning 21 Great Danes and leaving them to die of starvation on her
She was initially charged with 44 counts of 'scattering rubbish' and 21
counts of animal cruelty, but she pled out of all 44 counts of rubbish
charges and all but 6 of the animal cruelty charges.
She received time served and probation.
On September 11, 2006, I helped a dog left to die on the end of a chain
in a yard, a useless 'iece of refuse' who could no longer stand or even
Despite video and photo evidence of cruelty, as well as eye-witness and
vet testimony, no charges were ever filed by either the police or the
humane officer against the dog's caretakers.
Private criminal charges filed by myself and Dogs Deserve Better remain
'in limbo', probably in a 'let's avoid this' stack of charges on the
Instead, I was arrested for 'stealing their property', and refusing to
give it back when it was demanded of me.
I was convicted and will be sentenced on February 22th...for standing up
for 'just another piece of Pennsylvania garbage.'
Maybe, and that's a big maybe in East Freedom, Pennsylvania, if Doogie
had died that day and been dumped along the road by the Arnolds, they
too would have been convicted of 'scattering rubbish.'
We will never know, because this one time someone stepped in and picked
up the trash before it was all the way dead.
With my conviction, the message being sent once again to the
Pennsylvania public is that it's ok to kill your dog, because it's just
another piece of junk laying in your yard; treat it as you see fit.
Just make sure you dispose of it properly when you're done.
Tammy S. Grimes, founder
Dogs Deserve Better
Tammy S. Grimes
Dogs Deserve Better
P.O. Box 23
Tipton, PA 16684
Phone : 814.941.7447
Fax : 814.742.8679
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