Mood: 
This morning I woke up to barking and some guy yelling outside. Because of where our bedroom is, such loud noises tend to echo. It sounded about a block away. The last thing I heard him yell was, “Get away from that cat, goddamnit!” That woke me all the way up.
When I got downstairs, I found Mellissa crying. A couple of young adult pit bulls had come into our yard, chased Pasha into our carport, pulled her out from under the car and savaged her. The old fatty didn’t have a chance. The yelling was from one of our neighbours. By the time Mellissa got out there with a hockey stick she couldn’t tell if it was Pasha or Muggins, they had ripped her apart so badly. The cat died shortly thereafter.
These pit bulls reportedly had no collars, and were running free around the neighbourhood. They ran off in different directions. Animal Control was called, but who knows if they’ll catch them?
I hate stupid people who get “tough” dogs and can’t take care of them properly; this is what happens. Now that they’ve got a taste for blood and have enjoyed a successful hunt, what’s to keep them from pulling a baby out of a stroller?
Update: Pasha is alive! Someone else’s gray cat was killed, but it was such a mess that they had no idea until Pasha finally came out of hiding.
Second update: The dogs were captured and are being held. Apparently the owner of one of them is “known”.
