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July 30, 2012

California Dreaming

I walk each night around the farm. What is the weirdest find?
A nearby alleyway has become a dumping place for the rotting corpses of fighting dogs. Each evening or so, a dead dog (pit bulls, Queensland terriers) with a rope and plenty of wounds is thrown up on the high bank. The coyotes make short work of the remains. Scattered about are several skeletons with ropes still around their necks. I suppose that at about 2 a.m. the organizers of dog fights drive in and cast out the evenings’ losers. -- Works and Days » California: The Road Warrior Is Here

Posted by gerardvanderleun at July 30, 2012 12:45 AM. This is an entry on the sideblog of American Digest: Check it out.

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If the coyotes are making short shrift of pooch remains, someone with a bit of time on their hands might give the coyotes a different food. Two or three snipes ought to change the dog tossers' habits.

Posted by: Peccable at July 30, 2012 4:35 AM

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