HEadline news man kills cats !!!
A trail of dead cats was traced back to a Jacksonville homeowner who police said shot the felines with a pellet gun to protect a koi pond in his front yard.
Dana A. Charlton, 30, of the 3400 block of Mayflower Street was charged with animal cruelty Thursday, according to a Jacksonville Sheriff’s Office arrest report. He posted $1,500 bail and was released from the Duval County jail.
Neighbors contacted authorities when area cats started turning up with pellet wounds. The report didn’t make clear how many cats were killed or injured.
One of the cats was found bleeding in multiple places and throwing up bile. The pet’s owner took it to a veterinary clinic where the animal died from a fatal abdomen wound, according to the report.
Charlton’s wife surrendered his pellet gun to police, the report said. His 3-year-old child told officers “Daddy likes to shoot cats.”
Dam i can not beleve some one would shoot a cat like this. 👿
Dum som bich ,didn’t use enough gun ,or should of head shot them
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I keep a spray bottle with bleach in it. spray it on trash bags when put on curb. keeps em out.
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Yes, I’ll vote for keeping the interesting stories going. They’re giving me ideas of what I might do about my problem of squirrels and cats that kill off the robins in my yard.
I live in “Country Estates” manufactured homes park. Fancy language for “trailer trash”. Yards ain’t big enough to make use of my Condor and their are cat harborers within view. My close neighbors don’t lik the cats getting into the trash on pickup mornings and don’t like seeing the cats carting of the baby birds. I’ve noticed the squirrels visiting my trees and the robins disappearing.
I’ve found it effective to dump some old pepper into the trash bags before putting them out with any food scraps in them.
I worked for a humane society for a couple years and consider properly dispatching an animal with a fire arm to be NOT CRUEL whereas I believe that the the humane society’s methods are cruel. In fact, the firearm method is instantaneous where even the IV injection of chemicals is cruel in that you can see the terror in the animals eyes for a few seconds to several seconds or more. Then they had a gas chamber that they converted to a decompression chamber. I’ll bet none of the board of directors ever looked in the little window into the eyes of a dog or cat while it experienced sheer terror for several minutes. Yes, I killed hundreds of animals in two years and prayed to get out of that job. God answers prayers! After I turned down a job at the tank plant, I eventually got fired. Workers Comp ruled it UNJUSTIFIED and I qualified for unemployment. To bad I made to much money at part time police jobs in two counties to collect any unemployment.
Now if any self righteous humane society wants to file charges on anyone from this thread they need to take into account that their may be witnesses that could make them wish they had pullet the trigger their self
Like many a brave soldier has said “Praise the Lord and pass the ammunition!”.
I loved the story too Hoot. Keep ’em comin’. 😎
HYFKM!!!!! 😆
Awesome story, you should write a book, i’d buy it! 😉
You can roll a towel up and just lay it over their back. They can’t walk with that towel on their back. They actually fall over.
Strange animals. I wish they had a less stringy meat.
Hoot
You know what’s real funny is take a pillow case. Insert live cat. Swing pillow case around a few times. Release cat and watch’m walk like they are shit faced drunk.
Well, I have no love for feral cats. I know some who read this are undoubtedly outraged at our comments. I guess that’s what the first amendment is all about.
When I was young, I didn’t have anything to shoot a cat with, and there were plenty roaming around. I loved on a “farm” where we raised chickens. Not for market, but to eat and stay alive. We’d pick up a hundred or so chicks from the Grainery, and take them home to feed and fatten up for that year. Now we are talking about back in the late forties and early to mid fifties here. Times were way different.
My job was to snatch any cat prowling around our chicken yard, using a box or chicken feed bag. Then I would use a paint brush and paint the damn thing a bright orange. And by paint, I mean all over, head to tail. This was oil based paint, so the need to keep the animal confined, and not lick the paint off, was needed. It took a couple hours for it to dry. That’s asking a lot from a seven-eight year old. However, I was meaner than hell, and brought up from stock that was even meaner and crueler than I was. So the job got done. (You tied a paper sack around its head till the paint dried.)
It’s difficult for a day-glo orange cat to sneak up on anything. It’s not that I cared for these chickens. I got spurred more than once by a dominant rooster, and bitch-slapped with wings too. I wasn’t that much taller than the chickens. But that was supper waiting to happen, so loss wasn’t allowed. And, I was brought up to hate cats.
We didn’t talk to the neighbors back then, and they didn’t talk to us. Considering that my father was a known associate with the Shelton brothers gang down in Southern Illinois, and my mother was an illiterate farm woman with no sense of humor, there wasn’t much socializing to do.
What we didn’t do was put up with anything killing our chickens. Apparently crime didn’t pay much back then, or if it did, the old man didn’t bring it home. So what we raised or grew that summer, we ate that winter. Now and then, that being corn country, I was expected to walk to the nearest field, and grab some fresh corn when no one was looking. It wasn’t “eating” corn, but field corn used for grain to feed livestock. None the less, it was better than no corn at all. Times were hard.
Now, boys and girls, I’m not saying you should spray paint a cat. I said “I” painted a cat! In fact, I painted several cats. Then the city poiceman came nosing around, and I did other things. I greatly enjoyed watching the neighbors house when “kitty” came home at night, glowing in the dusk. I remember that old bitch screaming for 15 minutes about that “kid across the street”. You must remember, we didn’t have television back in those days. We didn’t even have a phone. If people had something to say to us, they had to come to the door. Not many were willing to do that. It was a rough neighborhood.
Entertainment was not easy to come by. A kid had to amuse himself as best he could. Right, wrong, whatever…we did what we did, and laughed our ass off if we got away with it.
Now, when I walk through Walmart, and notice the metalic spray paints, I think how much easier my job would have been back then…and how much nicer a metallic silver cat would have looked, than the old international distress orange paint we had left over from painting my junk yard wagon.
Ahhh….sweet memories of youth.
Kindly ‘Ol Uncle Hoot 😯
Why didn’t his dumb ass just get a dog?
And I agree, if you aren’t going to kill them, use something that will just bruise but not leave any visible damage. Throwing up bile is a little bit too visible. 😆
Haha I leave two jugs filled with anti freeze in the front yard to keep people from letting their dogs shit on my yard. People keep their dogs on a tight leash walking past my house.
Just to stay on topic, I read where there have been people get hit with a felony for shooting domestic cats just a heads up out there.
I have a couple collars with bells on them I picked up from the pet store in the hopes that the irresponsible people on my street will take me up on my offer and put them on the cats.
I just seen the big male trot by my picture window with a nuthatch in it’s mouth and it made me sick and could have been avoided by the bell.
A few of these birds land on my shoulder when I go out to feed them each day and throughout the day and I have a downy woodpecker that will let me smear suet in the tree while only a foot from him.
I don’t let my pets cause anyone else any problems and even on walks my wife takes two plastic ziplock bags in case they have to go to the bathroom so it isn’t on the road or at the edge of the road on someone’s property.
I would have a problem with someone just blasting away at someone’s pet cat for walking through their yard but when the cat leaves it’s mark in many destructive ways where is my recourse.
Our white dog bailey dug up some cat crap over a week ago and he got really sick so we took him to the vet and got antibiotics and a shot. I told the vet about the cat crap and he said he can’t be 100% sure but the symptoms fit.
Well maybe the mean guy down the road will take care of it for me.
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Your neighborhood has mirrors along side the road?????:6
If I was a betting man I would have to bet on the condor being the best rifle for that job but this is only speculation on my part.
LOL, Yeah but which one did the guy down the road have work better
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Lurker that’s well said and I took a load of 6 feral cats into the animal shelter (4 were pregnant) back when the neighbor had 20+ feral cats that he fed and he had at least 12 bowls of food and water that he dumped all over the ground as well it was nasty.
This was in april of this year when I took 6 of them in and I peeked around the corner to see what was going on it was the ole needle and I thought they died right away but not true it squirmed around for almost a minute so not the best way indeed.
The feral cats can get you in trouble too if you shoot them under the cruelty to animals umbrella.
The domestic cats can get you in a whole lot more trouble.
My question is who compensates me for the sick dog that needed antibiotics and a vet bill? for the domestic cats that crap under my pinetree at night and I have a big picture window so I know which ones are doing it.
Then I have at least 50 songbirds that sleep in my 60′ pine and every night these pets come by (some 7 or 8 houses down) and nab a songbird out of the tree and my chickadees were at 12 strong in the spring now I’m down to 2 of them.
I had 8 cardinals and now I’m down to 3
I had at least 6 nuthatches and now there is only 2
I had at least 15 tufted titmice and now there are 5
I could keep going and one of my downy woodpeckers is missing too and I spend at least $500 a year feeding these birds and another $300 on birdhouses and another $300 on roost boxes and these birds sleep in this yard for the most part since their houses are in this yard and I have 20 trees on this property so it’s perfect for birds.
My question is why do I have to deal with these cats making my dog sick and who knows how much more cat shit is out in the yard for them to dig up and catshit is toxic to dogs due to the disease in it.
The animal shelter told me there’s nothing they can really do.