Wags and Weaponry
If you have ever doubted for a moment the powerful influence of the canine set, listen to this.
Yesterday afternoon, a New Brunswick man turned himself and a cache of weapons he had been collecting for two years over to a Toronto cop after he aborted plans to go on a mass killing spree in a GTA park due to the merrily wagging tail of a frisbee-toting dog.
The man, apparently a dog lover, had driven to Toronto with the expressed purpose of embarking on a random killing spree.
As he was unloading his arsenal ( five guns, including two handguns and 6,296 rounds of ammunition) from the back of his vehicle, a playful pooch bounded up to him and tried to engage him in a round of frisbee fetch.
"Now, this man is a dog lover and he had some moments with the dog, then he decided that if there were people in Toronto with nice dogs like this, then he didn't want to kill them." said Detective Nick Ashley of the Toronto Police Department, Division 55. (details from the National Post, story by Scott Stinson).
I think that's both utterly astounding and not surprising at all. I mean, when I think of all the times i've been walking beneath a cloud of gloom, all wrapped up in self-pity and loathing, and Finny J. has looked into my soul with her liquid brown eyes and wagged her tail and lolled that pink tongue and made all the gloom evaporate magically... well, I'm not surprised. Dogs... they save you every day.
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