When Life Imitates Facebook

I posted this as my Facebook status last night:

I just heard gunshots outside, and my first thought was “OMG, phone the police”. Then Sean reminded me we live in the country, where people HUNT. I still think it might be Bloods vs Crips, Amish style.

Today I read this, on the CBS News website:

Levi Detweiler, a 17-year-old Amish youth, allegedly led sheriff’s deputies on a mile-long, presumably low-speed chase, after running a stop sign in his horse and buggy and refusing to pull over.

Do they train for this at the police academy?

Deputies said they spotted Detweiler ignoring the stop sign last week.  According to police, the teen then led them on a chase that ended when he lost control on a sharp turn into a driveway and overturned the buggy into a ditch. He then fled on foot.

Two other Amish men later helped the deputies free the horse and pull the buggy from the ditch.

I love the mugshot –

Amish Police Chase mug shot

Poor Levi. It sure can suck living in an Amish paradise, especially if your buggy only gets up to two miles per hour.

Dock Diving

Dock diving is a relatively new canine sport, emerging in about 2000, apparently after it was featured on ESPN as a ‘filler’ sport at the Great Outdoor Games.

In brief, think of Dock Diving as a water based long jump for dogs. Dogs leap off of the platform (or Dock) to retrieve their bumper from a water filled tank. The dog who catches the most ‘air’, or who leaps the longest distance, is the winner. Any breed of dog six months or older can compete, although most of the ‘serious’ competitors seem to be sporting breeds and the omnipresent Border Collie.

What I wasn’t expecting to see was a Dock Diving Bulldog – even if this little guy is wearing a life jacket. Oh, and just for the record – don’t try this at home.

Pretty Little Girl

For some reason, this cartoon just makes me think of Delilah. It’s from my new blog link, “I am your Canadian boyfriend”. Man, I hope he puts this one on a t-shirt, because I am so totally buying it.

For all the pretty little girls

Paul J Ackerman Approves of my Blog

Like anyone who runs a blog, I get some fairly interesting spam from time to time. Most of it is from people trying to sell knock off watches or discount drugs, while the rest seems to come from porn sites.

What you don’t usually expect is Republican Political spam, especially if you’re a left of center Canadian New Democrat who blogs about dog breeding.

Paul J Ackerman, of Seminole County Florida, apparently thinks I’m just his demographic:

Paul J Ackerman approves spamming your blog

Paul J Ackerman approves spamming your blog

According to his website, Mr. Ackerman is a conservative Baptist Republican who teaches engineering, robotics and game programming. Maybe he got the kids in his programming class to whip together a handy little spam bot for extra credit.

While I’m sure Mr. Ackerman would be a swell choice for a position of power that will allow him to mould the hearts and minds of future generations of Seminole County School kids, I have to wonder about any candidate who decides to make blog spam the lynch pin of his electoral marketing campaign.

But, hey, that’s just me. I’m also in favor of socialized medicine, gay marriage, no BSL laws and the legalization of marijuana, so what the hell do I know.

Mind you, if Paul J. Ackerman APPROVES that message, and has approved it being placed on MY blog, I can only assume that this also means he approves of ME, and of all the things I stand for (see partial list above).

You go, Paul J! Florida would be a great state for legal gay marriages – reception at Disneyland, anyone?

That’ll teach her

Mary Wild 'I will not cook dogs to death'

Mary Wild (on left) enters court

Here in south western Ontario, we’re in the middle of a blistering heat wave.  My dogs barely want to go outside long enough to pee, and I’ve stopped taking Bunny to work with me, for the time being (I worry about what might happen if I broke down at the side of the road, and had to wait overly long for assistance).

At just about this time last year, professional dog show handler Mary Wild decided that, rather than bring her eight show dog charges inside her air conditioned house for the night, she’d leave them in her van. Mary Wild lives in St. Louis, Missori, and if there’s one thing that I do know it’s that the hottest heat wave in Ontario can’t compare with the average summer day temperature in Missouri.

Mary Wild apparently didn’t get that memo, because she woke up the next day to find all eight dogs either dead or at death’s door from extreme heat exhaustion.  I don’t imagine she was too surprised, because testimony at her trial indicated she didn’t do a whole lot to try to keep them cool.

From the St. Louis Dispatch newspaper:

Aubrey Richardson, 17, testified that she had worked as Wild’s assistant, helping her groom, walk and otherwise care for the dogs. She had accompanied Wild to a dog show in Iowa City on June 20 and 21.

Richardson said that when they returned to Wild’s home late on the night of June 21, Wild said they would leave the dogs in the van because the garage was too hot. The normal routine when they were at Wild’s home in the first block of Kroeck Drive in Arnold was that the dogs stayed in crates in the garage.

Wild put six fans inside the van but shut the sliding van door that would normally be cracked open when dogs are left inside. Wild only rolled down a passenger side window enough to fit through the extension cord that powered the fans, Richardson said.

Richardson stayed at Wild’s house and said that when she went to check on the dogs in the morning, it felt “like opening an oven” when she opened the van’s sliding door, even though the fans were still running.

Her show dog, a Dalmatian named Sky, was one of the dogs that died. She cried when she testified about holding his body.

Wild and Richardson, as well as Wild’s mother, tried to revive the dogs for about 40 minutes before taking them to a vet, Richardson said.

She testified that she was shaken when she heard Wild and her mother talking on the ride to the vet’s office “about how much they were going to lose,” Richardson said.

So, what kind of punishment do you actually get for roasting your client’s dogs to death? Jail time? Big fines? Locked in your own van overnight with a fan for company and no windows rolled down?

Not even close.

If you’re a handler in Missouri, you get probation, some community service – and you have to write an essay saying how sorry you are and how it’s probably not a great idea to leave dogs locked in a hot car.

Seriously.

From the Dispatch:

The dog handler who left eight show dogs inside a hot van, causing seven of them to die, was sentenced Thursday to two years’ probation.

Mary Wild also must serve 80 hours of community service at the Jefferson County animal control center, as well as write a 750-word essay on how heat affects dogs and what she should have done to care for them properly.

Well, shit – that will obviously teach her. This is actually a stiffer sentence than was being predicted – we’d heard she was going to have to write “I will not cook dogs to death” on the court room chalkboard 500 times.

In other news, convicted murderers will now be sent to bed with no supper and no TV time.