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Who The Hell Does This?

So my neighbors, the extremist Christians, did something this morning that topped everything else they’ve ever done.  And real quick, let me just clarify: I have nothing against Christians.  Or Muslims, or Buddhists, or atheists, or Wiccans, or anybody.  People can practice whatever religion they want, and I respect that.  What I don’t respect, though, are the extremists that think that their religious beliefs and ideologies are the ONLY way.  And that’s how my neighbors are.  And that just pisses me off.

Anyway.  I’ll get off my soapbox now, because I need to tell you what happened this morning.

My neighbors have chickens, which they raise for the eggs.  They’ve even given us eggs before, which was very nice and I appreciated it, but it doesn’t undo all the other weird crap they’ve done over the years.  So anyway, apparently some of their chickens met an untimely death at the hands (paws?) of a raccoon recently.  And Vlad (not his real name, and  you’ll see in a moment why I selected this fake name), the husband, decided he had had enough of it. Understandable.  So he set a trap to catch the raccoon, which my kids told me all about.  They too were hoping this raccoon would be caught, partly because they felt bad for the chickens, and partly because they hoped it would be caught on a weekend and they would get to see it.  They’ve only ever seen roadkill raccoon before, and they wanted to see one of the live variety.


Oh, side story real quick.  My father-in-law has also recently had a raccoon problem.  He doesn’t have chickens, but the raccoons were doing other things to cause mischief.  So he set several traps for them, and he managed to catch a few.  After he caught them, he took them and released them into the wild because he didn’t want to kill them.  And I thought that was nice.

Okay, so my doorbell rang at 8:30 this morning.  The neighbor kids were there.  It seems Vlad was finally successful this morning in catching his deviant raccoon, and his kids were excitedly telling my kids to hurry up and come over so they could see it.  Pajamas and shoes went flying, cartoons and cereal were ignored, and out the door they went.

Fifteen minutes pass, and I’m rinsing out my coffee mug when my younger daughter comes busting through the back door, talking a mile a minute.  I managed to pick out the words “raccoon,” “head,” and “up on a stick” before the realization of what she was saying sank in. 

“WHAT?” I said.

“_________’s dad just put the raccoon head up on a stick!”

“WHAT?” I said again.

She repeats it.  I then learn that my kids are not over looking at live raccoon in a cage; rather, they are observing a raccoon that has been trapped, shot in the head, decapitated, and then had a pole driven through its bodiless head and placed in a tree. 


Oh, and then he skinned it to make a coon tail hat for his infant son.

Please take a moment to understand the amount of rage that I was filled with upon hearing that.

Thank you.

Needless to say, my kids were immediately ordered back to my yard and away from Vlad (does the name make sense now?) and his disgusting practices.  And let me clarify something else here: I understand that there is a need for disposing of animals from time to time.  I’m not opposed to hunting, I eat meat, and though I love animals, I’m not an ANIMAL LOVER.  Does that make sense?  What I don’t understand,  however, is killing an animal and then mutilating its body and inviting young children to come and view the desecration.  Is anybody with me on this?  Does anyone else feel that what he did was completely unnecessary and, in fact, borders on the insane?

Please share your thoughts with me if you read this; I need validation that I live next to a sociopath.