murdered baby dogs

I don’t know about the other person but over at my place I like to take puppies away from their mothers as soon as possible.

Then I get a big truck -preferably one without air-conditioning-, fill it to the rafters with puppies and drive them to a place that specialises in killing puppies.

I make them all file up in a line, force them on to a conveyor belt which feeds into a large tank of boiling water. I throw them in, one by one, and let the other puppies watch while their brothers are boiled alive.

I enjoy that part the most to be honest. I love seeing the anguish in their little faces. Especially their expression when they know what fate awaits them but can’t escape it no matter how hard they try.

If any of them don’t willingly accept their fate I like to beat them with metal rods, electrical prongs, or I just go for an old fashioned beating.

When they’re all nice and dead I serve them up on a platter.

Unfortunately I’ve learned that people don’t respond well to the term ‘murdered baby dogs’, so I try to avoid that terminology and instead I use some other word like ‘veal’ to make people more comfortable with their choice of dinner.

If you know any other ways to murder young animals please feel free to chime in. I love to kill all animals but especially the young ones. Their tender age just adds a delicious level off sadness.

The best thing of all is that I get paid to do this 5 days a week! And most people think its normal and not totally insane. Anyone that does complain is immediately labeled a whiney bitch or an extremist.

Its honestly the best!


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