To the person who abandoned this dog on my street yesterday:
You are a miserable excuse for a human being. I can't think of awful-enough things to call you. Because there is a forest at the top of my hill where people go to shoot wild pigs, I suspect you are a hunter. When your dog didn't hunt well enough, you simply left him up there to starve to death.
You sick bastard. This photo really does not show the horrific extent of your dog's absolute emaciation. I've seen starved dogs before on Animal Cops and been pissed off, but seeing it in real life is a hundred times worse and absolutely sickening.
He is clearly someone's dog, not a stray. When I found him staggering down the street, I ran and grabbed our old dog's leash. Your dog clearly has been walked on a leash before and seems to understand a few commands. And despite his agony, he was sweet and good-natured. The Princess was almost falling out of her stroller to play with him, and he gamely wagged his tail and smiled at her and tried to lick her hand, although he was barely able to stand up.
Too bad I couldn't let her play with him, because not only did you let him starve, but he has a massive infestation of fleas and mange, and he was bleeding freely from several places on his body, where he scratched all his skin off to escape the agony.
I thought he would probably die last night, even though we fed him about ten pounds of food. But he managed to get through another night, so your dog is probably going to be euthanized today after the Humane Society comes to get him. I wish we could keep him, but we just don't have room. At least his death will be quick and painless, unlike the slow horror you sentenced him to.
I suspect you haven't missed many meals, you scumbag. I wish I could lock you up in a closet for a week or two with no food so you would have a tiny inkling of what this sweet, friendly animal has been going through.