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That's right my fine friends, the poet is gone, and only the furious warrior remains.

Waking up this morning, we found my beautiful hero of a kitty cat, Sergeant Pepper, dead of bite wounds inflicted by not one, but numerous coward dogs. A god among lesser cats, Sarge will be sorely missed by many. His like will never be seen again.

However, we must put aside our mourning! Yes, put aside your grief, for there is only room for the scorching flame of our anger. NOW IS THE TIME! We must react with sudden and extreme violence. Yes my friends, the dogs of my neighborhood have, for far too long, run amok, free of their leash. Well, that ends today.

As of now I authorize a campaign of fire and blood to scourge the canine threat from my streets. As of 9am CST, January 25, 2005, unconditional war will be declared by myself and those loyal to the memory of good Sergeant Pepper.

The proper authorities have been notified, but as always, they will choose the cowards way of inaction, it will not matter. We accepted the outrage of the Kitten of Doom, Spite, being murdered, with no bloodshed. We simply filed a protest with those who are to 'protect and serve', yet were we protected? NO! Instead, one of our finest was killed by the evil Dog Alliance. We we served? NO! Not once after I filed my complaint did I see a dog-catcher.

The authorities have had their chance, and they squandered it. Now, we shall have peace upon the glittering blade of my shovel.

For I am as the striking, righteous hammer of the Gods, and they demand retribution.

So take a moment out there, and remember the great cat, Sergeant Pepper. He was my friend, and my tears refuse to stop coming...

But do not mourn for him, no. Praise his life, a life of smoking pot with his friends, a life of savaging my beagle, eating pepperonis and happy times. Do not mourn him, for his life was a good one. Mourn for those who wronged him, for their nightmare is only beginning.

Pants - Mad as hell.

I will keep you updated as I wage my campaign of blood and fire against the evil, despotic Dog Alliance.

It's easy to find traitors among dogs. My boyfriends rottweiller would kill anything that tried to hurt "her" cat. Taz never had to worry.

Just put out bowls of anti-freeze. Dogs find it sweet, they'll drink it, and die horrible deaths.

Just put out bowls of anti-freeze. Dogs find it sweet, they'll drink it, and die horrible deaths.
Yeah just make sure no one finds out or those animal rights people will come and burn down your house...

Just put out bowls of anti-freeze. Dogs find it sweet, they'll drink it, and die horrible deaths.

Cats like it too. Lost one like that.

My condolences to Sarge and the loved ones he left behind.

Thanks Bog.

As for antifreeze, no. Too much risk of collateral damage and reprisals from the locals.

Besides, it would deprive me of the pleasure of watching thier blood splatter off my shovel.

Someone call the ASPCA on Pantara! :D

Sorry for the loss of your cat Pantara! I lost a cat due to kidney failure late last year while I was here at the university so I know what losing a kitty is like.

Hrmmm...hate to say this, especially during this time of sadness BUT...you killed your cat, by allowing it to roam outside freely, unprotected. I know you feel you were giving the cat it's freedom, but if you had let it live it's life protected, in your home, it would still be alive. You were responsible for its safety, and you failed by opening the door to it.

Bring on the flames, but please then visit any site that speaks about responsible pet ownership...all of them will tell you essentially the same thing.

I love my cat. You have my heartfelt sympathy. Don't make the same mistake the next time.

Not to sound like a Greenpeace representative, but:
You are sick, Keruvalia. Seriously. Aside from the fact that EVERYTHING finds antifreeze sweet (Cats, birds, SMALL CHILDREN, perhaps?), it IS a horrible way to die. Hell, even Panteras shovel method is better.
If there is one thing that REALLY pissess me off its people being cruel to animals. Poisoners even more so.

Pantera, I seriously hope you dont propose to go around killing peoples pets because some apparent strays killed your cat. If it was other peoples pets, call the cops and file a complaint about how dangerous they are, the REAL cops. Generaly they are fairly reliable on the subject of vicious animals running about.

I used to let mine roam. They like it and I always wanted to give them what they wanted. I lost too many that way. Now I'm more selfish. I get to keep them around longer when they're inside cats.

Waking up this morning, we found my beautiful hero of a kitty cat, Sergeant Pepper, dead of bite wounds inflicted by not one, but numerous coward dogs.

I use to have three cats, all of which I "inherited" from my grandchildren. Last year the two all-white twins were killed by the same dog! And dogs are supppose to be on a leash here! Grrrrrr!

The deeds of the few does not mean the many should be punished. Here is a time for real strength. Do you think that Pepper would want you to kill every dog in your neighbourhood? No, I don't think that Pepper would. Everyone has an enemy and many times that enemy can give purpose. Pepper was an innocent victim but killing the perpertrators will solve nothing. So keep your :sniper: to a minimum and honour Pepper propley

When I lived in Charlotte they tried to enforce a leash law on cats. Very funny. There was quite an uproar from cat people.

When I lived in Charlotte they tried to enforce a leash law on cats. Very funny. There was quite an uproar from cat people.

I'm not sure where it was, but I recall seeing a court case about this. The Judge ruled that it was in the nature of cats to roam and that putting them on a leash would be cruel. Kewl, eh? :)

You use to live in Charlotte? Charlotte, North Carolina? Wow! Just an hour or so away from me! :)

I'm not sure where it was, but I recall seeing a court case about this. The Judge ruled that it was in the nature of cats to roam and that putting them on a leash would be cruel. Kewl, eh? :)

Might have been Charlotte, because that's what happened. It was back in the early eighties.

When I lived outside of Austin we had a neighbor who kept getting us ticketed for our cats roaming. It was against city ordinance for cats to trespass on other peoples property. (like a cat's going to pay attention to property lines) We kept getting tickets for our cats roaming. We talked to our neighbors and asked if they had a problem with our cats. All the ones we talked to said 'no.'
There was one neighbor that never would come to the door, so I figured he was the complainer. He had dogs that occasionally escaped his yard. I just left a note on his door telling him that since roaming animals were such a problem in the neighborhood that I'd be sure to call animal contol next time I saw dogs roaming free. We had no more tickets.

I've called the cops twice before this, and I'll soon call again. But it won't matter. The other times I called I NEVER saw a dogcatcher. Not once. They had their chance to act, and they fucked around. Not me...

Briefly, I'll say my yard is huge, almost an acre in all, and my cats never strayed from it. They were housecats and never roamed onto the road, much less across it into territory claimed by the Dog Alliance. Sergeant Pepper was found near my front door. From his wounds, they killed him there. He wouldn't have been able to move after they caught him, much less make it almost home. No blood was around my yard, I checked.

This leads me to the conclusion that the dogs attacked us without warning or provocation. They have called down the fire, and now they pay.

So I sit, armed to the teeth. My beagle, Floyd, at one side, and my remaining kitty, LilBit, on the other. We wait eagerly for hostilities to begin, for we thirst for the blood of our enemies.

Long live the revolution! Death to the canine tyrants! The Leash, or Annihilation!

It has begun!

The first skirmish of this great conflict was fought moments ago, from my bedroom window. The bastard brindle from down the road was sneaking along, doubtlessly trying to find the trail of my other kitty, or maybe to shit on my grass.

A well placed shot with my bb gun saw the mongrel flee in terror, tail tucked. A glorious victory for our mighty army! REJOICE!

You need to get a couple of ocelots. Then the dogs wouldn't go near your house anymore for fear of clawed, snarling death.


*Of course, the local bird population would quickly be reduced.

Try balloons full of really sharp vinegar on the dogs. Ultimately harmless, but it's a strong smell and a scary impact.

I would recommend a different payload, but skunk extract is hard to buy. Or extract.

Just put out bowls of anti-freeze. Dogs find it sweet, they'll drink it, and die horrible deaths.
Besides, it would deprive me of the pleasure of watching thier blood splatter off my shovel.
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