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I remember getting spanked after putting a couple of kittens in Grandma's rain barrel. I didn't mean them harm -- I just wanted to see if they could swim.
Porta-potty is a lavatory that is used for camping. It looks just like a lavatory except that the waste receptacle is contained. You either dispose of it in a septic tank on the campsite, or, you take it home and flush it away. This is what it looks like, click here.What do you mean, how much percent of allday-drivers got a pee-bottle (Punica-bottle or hospital-peebottle and so on) in their car?
It was a common thing on farms in the Era to drown unwanted puppies and kittens by putting them in a paper bag and dropping them down a well, and every year the Old Farmers Almanac included a section on how to chloroform unwanted pets. Fortunately by the end of the 1930s there were enlightened people fighting these practices and encouraging the spaying and neutering of pets, and this movement led directly to the establishment of "no-kill" animal shelters.
Sadly, that still happens now. No where near as common, but lots of people can't or won't call a vet for euthanasia.My dear old mother told me just recently that her father "put down" her childhood dog when it got old and sick and when my then teenage mother was away for a few days.
Did it with the .22. Such was the way it was done back then.
A former landlady once told us that she often felt like she was being chased home whenever she drove because everyone else drove faster than she did.I was driving home this afternoon, not going particularly slow, 5 to 10mph over the speed limit, yet, it felt like the world was traveling at warp speed around me! Any one else notice that?
I suppose the lethal injection is quick and relatively merciful. But a shot to the head at close range is hardly a long and drawn out way of reaching the same destination.
I wouldn't wish to do it, but there were many aspects of my grandfather's life I am happy to be spared. And shooting an old family dog, heartwrenching as that must have been, is far from the worst of it.
Same in the UK, used widely at festivals and other outdoor events. The company selling the small lavatory seat device got round copyright by hyphenating porta-potty.
THIS is a port-a-potty here in the States...
The BBC reported that in the UK last year, well over 2000 drivers were caught travelling in excess of 100mph. The fastest being a professional footballer, whose speed was clocked at 156mph. Our national upper speed limit is 70mph.I was driving home this afternoon, not going particularly slow, 5 to 10mph over the speed limit, yet, it felt like the world was traveling at warp speed around me! Any one else notice that?
I suspect that you've been spared that awful task. It is horrible, simply horrible, for a single coup de grace does not necessarily kill the poor animal. It can be drawn out and utterly ghastly. I say this as one who was told to put down a dear pet that had been bitten by what appeared to be a rabid raccoon. The most shattering experience of my life.
I have indeed been so spared. At what age did you carry out this task? And who thought it appropriate to make it your assignment?
At 12 or 13 I received a phone call at home from the Old Man who directed me to the laundry room where I found a gunny sack containing two live ducks, whose necks I was to wring. Self-preservation instincts long had me reluctant to defy my hot-headed dad, but in this instance I begged off.
We never ate those ducks. To this day I have no idea where they came from or where they went, or how they got to our laundry room. The likeliest explanation is that a co-worker or friend of my dad gave him the ducks and that my mother intervened and had him get the creatures out of the house.
I suspect the Old Man might have seen it as an opportunity to man me up or something (he was given to that kind of thinking), but I'll never know for certain.
And these weren't pets. But, knowing my dad as I did, if we were rural people and there were a pet whose life was ending soon one way or another, I have little doubt he would have instructed me to do the deed.
In NYC, in the '70s, dog poop was everywhere as the city was breaking down - crime was up, even "good" neighborhoods weren't safe from muggings and worse - then, starting in the '80s, but really picking up steam in the '90s, NYC followed the "broken window" model of policing (in short, it's the theory that policing "little" crimes like broken windows has a big impact on society as, otherwise, society see all these "little" things as a decline and it encourages criminals to become more aggressive and commit bigger crimes) with the city actively enforcing its "pooper scooper" (pick up after your dog) law.
As a resident, the change was noticeable and immediate. Once people started getting fined for not picking up after their dog, the streets improved dramatically. As a dog owner - and someone who cleans up after his dog 100% of the time - I and other dog owners like me are infuriated when we see other dog owners not picking up (or making a half effort) as it gives us all a bad name. I've noticed it getting worse over the last several years and I'm hoping the city gets aggressive again in its enforcement as it is both the right thing to do and will improve non-dog-owner's view of dog owners.
"Broken Windows" did seem to work remarkably well. So very well, in fact that it even led to similar decreases in crime in jurisdictions which never adopted the policy. There was a massive spike in crime nationwide in the 1970's and early 1980's, and a similarly massive drop in the 1990's. Everywhere. "broken Windows" policy or no. The question is far more complex, it seems.
I have read the arguments on both sides of the "broken window" theory - better policing vs. long-term demographic shifts (and I know it is, as Tony B says, for more complex that those two soundbites) - and believe that both were at work in NYC. That said, having lived in a marginal neighborhood and seen what happened quickly after the decision was made to have the police get out of their cars, walk the beat - be a presence in the neighborhood - and enforce the "small" laws - I know that the immediate drop in petty crime and more people now willing to be on the streets at night (and not locked inside their apartments in fear) was not happenstance and was not caused by demographic shift that took place in a period of months.
Sadly, that still happens now. No where near as common, but lots of people can't or won't call a vet for euthanasia.
It might be a function of rural areas, but so it is.