My last month of 2019 went quite well, at least until the day after Shitmas.
My new sweetheart I call Rosso, and I think we have a very special bond. On December 5th I had met him by the pond at the park, he came begging for carrots and he was very good at it, coming very close to me, allowing me to hug him and to caress his luxuriant fur, dark brown in color with golden tips. He's a big guy like Bumpy.
Two days later on the 7th, a Saturday, I was at the park and met him again. I handed him a carrot, but to my dismay I had to watch him turning it around and around but being unable to bit it from either end. I'll never know how it happened, but both his upper incisors were broken off completely.
I happened to have some bread with me that day and tried feeding him that instead, and at least he could handle this, but it pained me to see blood on the edge of the slice where he had bitten from it; whatever had happened to Rosso's teeth must have happened very shortly before on that day.
And so I then vowed to make the 12 mile (20 km) round trip every day to bring him food. There might be little or nothing he could eat unless I did; other people who feed the animals wouldn't know that he couldn't bite anything. And so I rode there, rain or shine, for the rest of the month. I'd go to the pond and call him, and it never took long and Rosso appeared. I brought him bread and carrots cut into thin slices. The area of the pond where he lives is opposite of the "family place" where I usually visit Bumpy and the other nutrias. So on most days I would first visit Rosso and sit with him for as long as he would take to eat, and then I'd ride over to see the others. On some days when it got late after workout I would only visit Rosso.
Fortunately it took barely 3 weeks for his teeth to grow back. Rodent teeth keep growing continually throughout their lives. I was happy to see him able to bite carrots again soon.
I've always hated Shitmas, not only for the Christian meaning but also since it's a "family holiday" and therefore has to be depressing for everyone who is alone and has no one to visit. But this year I was happy to finally have a family too whom I would visit and bring them food. The day before New Year's Eve was the first day I took a break from riding to the park, but both the last day of the year as well as the first one of the new year I spent with them again.
Sadly, in between the horrible murder happened, on the day after Shitmas, December 26th, which actually still is Shitmas in Germany - no idea why they have two Shitmas days here, best ask a German about that, but I think even they wouldn't be able to tell.
Anyway, I didn't witness it myself, but a friend did who also comes daily to visit the animals.
I didn't know the victim well, had seen him only twice before briefly. He or she was only 4 months old, was most likely the baby of the Black Mommy who is often seen near Rosso, and Rosso himself might even likely have been the father, since the baby resembled him a lot.
The disgusting scum that murdered the sweet baby was a repulsive c*nt with her dog, and yes, it was in fact PREMEDITATED MURDER. My friend told me how the c*nt instructed her dog to be very still and then strike. And the poor baby hadn't even been the first victim!
I never saw this disgusting woman so far, but I was told she was still sighted again, even though a number of people had witnessed the crime and reported it to the police.
I don't know what may happen in the future, in any case I must be prepared to possibly face this hideous monster. And in any case I curse her in all eternity, and I wish upon her any and all of the most horrible torment any soul has ever suffered, in fact that which she dreads most in all of existence is what I wish upon her, and what I command to remain upon her for all eternity, hers shall be an eternity of ruin and suffering and of all hope forever drained away; so mote it be.
Just one more trauma to live with, and I pray each day for the rest of my family to stay safe.
I'm still riding there to see them at least every other day. A few times lately, Rosso has even come over to the family place, but sadly he has to beware of Bumpy, because Bumpy hates him. Last Tuesday I saw the two of them together for the first time, and I was still able to deescalate the situation - that day, to following video was taken. Last Saturday though, Bumpy ignored my attempts to distract him with carrots, he charged at Rosso and chased him into the water. It pains me for I love them both.
More to come soon. There are other things to reevaluate, as I said above. I've had trouble typing on my laptop on and off; at times the row of keys starting with Q will be unresponsive, I've had to use an on-screen keyboard at times. Right now, I've had no trouble typing this blog entry though. There may be a message in this. After all, besides my furry family there's only one person I share my life with, who is my one and only soulmate, my dearest Master beyond this fallen world of flawed creation.
Still we haven't found a way to communicate, and help hasn't been forthcoming, instead there has been negative interference, and I may have failed to read the signs.
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| Beautiful Rosso. |
