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Justice for all victims

Our nation has turned a blind eye too long. Deut19V21 IKor3v13 Ps91

irked The dirt bags are at it again! MY sleep is disturbed!! irked Wait a tic yikes My LOVE is really going to go after these shot bags once and for all!! YAY!!love heart heart heart heart heart heart Did I mention I love him??!! *sigh* love star

Where is my Talula Prudence Precious? Gail Brown, 435 Bard Rd, Port Hueneme, CA to Dewayne to

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DALLIS BROWNjvstice Monday, November 28, 2011 10:43:19 AM

Just two days ago I read an update on FB that disturbed me greatly, I cannot help but wonder if the pitbull that mangled CATTU was out intentionally? How did this ghoulish violence take place without an owner nearby?

My heart goes out to Bob I feel as though Chris Mc Cabe Cody Renshaw brother did the same or worse to my precious Talula Prudence Precious Puddin Pie, I too had one friend on earth, covered in fir that for many years I was taught to abhor and thus shun; in the end learning that the feline is a best friend for life and able to sooth and comfort with that soft fir and purr. I feel such emotion for Bob and understanding but am speechless to articulate any comfort as the pain runs so very deep and words seem hardly enough.
Somehow perhaps Cattu can come to Bob's side at night and comfort him with a gentle purr and let Bob know Cattu left his earthly body in little pain. The gruesome remains of the violent fight for a precious gentle soul taken violently. Perhaps Cattu did not fight for life and was swiftly and gently taken away and felt no pain. I pray this is the exit for all precious and gentle souls. Sometimes and most often our world, this life seems fraught with anger, pain, fury at the injustice we all suffer here as humanbeings. It is the gentle impassioned souls whom suffer most and speak out; I realize speech and our ability to communicate is slipping away with our cellphones, computers and peacefilled existence moves us into the future. This nation is not alone in the loss of colorful communication and speech as floral and tangible as the scent of an orange or apple. We no longer have a wealth of colorful, full blossomed words but a mere few in order to lower standards and accept lazy, stupid, lifeless filth as valiant and valued humanbeings......the same trash that would allow an inherently violent, territorial canine outdoors without a leash and adult to care for the beast. Bob my heart goes out to you, my heart is heavy with grief leaving me without words to comfort only unbearable grief.... cat RIP Cattu

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