Pit bulls bet on Michael Vick, toss him into dog fight
So I was having a conversation with a neighborhood pitbull over the weekend – goes by the name of Big Fred – and he suggested it might be a good idea to toss Michael Vick into a ring with a few of his own pitbulls to see how he makes out.
“Just staple some raw meat to his ass, slap him around a bit, then toss him in a ring with about 10 or 11 angry, hungry pitbulls just for kicks. Then sit back and enjoy the show. Buddy, I can guarantee you Vick will be MIA at fall training camp. Matter of fact, I know a coupla mutts who were friends with some of those dogs Vick strung up on his property for losing their fights. If they get in on the action, my money is on Vick being MIA from a whole lot more than just football.
“This could be a lotta fun.”
I have to agree with Big Fred, who weighs in at about 75 pounds and has more battlescars than most dogs have fleas. There’s no way on Earth I would ever pay money to watch a dogfight, but I would damned near mortgage my house to see Vick on the receiving end of his ‘entertainment’. Of course, that might not be how Vick would view the arrangement, which reminds me of an old saying I’ve heard repeated for a number of years: “It ain’t no fun when the rabbit’s got the gun.”
I know this is an old story that’s been around for awhile, and I started to leave it alone just for that reason, but this story pisses me off far too much to walk away without at least putting in my two cents. I’ll admit up front that I’m a dog lover from way back who along with my wife has adopted two Detroit dogs from both the Detroit Pound and the Humane Society. Two years ago I had to put down my dog Smitty, a stray Akita who had adopted us a year earlier when he wandered into our yard as a sickly, scrawny and abused puppy. He grew up into a beautiful dog who was also, unfortunately, very aggressive. After forcing his way under the fence and fatally attacking the neighbor’s dog, we had to get rid of him. If you want to read the full account, check out an earlier post here.
But here’s my thing with Vick, and with all those fucked-up individuals like him; the man is not only a coward but he has brain damage and needs to get himself some help. Anybody who would abuse a dog, an animal that enjoys nothing more than making its owner happy and will tolerate unbelievable amounts of abuse from that owner out of sheer loyalty, needs to be placed in cold storage in a cement vault deep underground.
Either that or Big Fred ought to get his wish. Far as I’m concerned those ought to be Vick’s only options. The hell with behavior modification, the hell with allowing him to play out his contract with the Atlanta Falcons, and most definitely the hell with those who say that dog fighting is merely a misunderstood “culture” that deserves to be respected. That “culture” of gene pool rejects belongs in that same deep underground cold storage tank reserved for Vick.
It’s time Sick Vic got a taste of his own game.