So, the guys behind us had two pit bulls. V's been watching the things since they were puppies, and the owners were complete scum. They never played with the dogs, just kept them in a tiny backyard. They threw food and water out to them, but never walked them, took them out, let them in the house.
For the first year, the constant barking was heart breaking. It was all loving and hopeful. They wanted inside, they wanted to play and cuddle with their masters.
By the second year, they were angry and usually very quiet. This was the third year. And the pit bulls had simply become mean and vengeful. They wanted to take out their anger and loneliness on anything they could. When V and I worked in our garden, the dogs yammered and clawed at the flimsy wooden fencing that blocked off their yard from ours. At one point, I had to bang on the house and get someone to come out and put more bricks in the divider, after the dogs pushed through the fence and were able to get their heads into our yard.
Today, I came home from the ACCRC at around 2:00 PM. When I arrived at 29th and Telegraph, I noticed that the entire block was covered in cops. 10 cars, three motorcycles, an ambulance, and an animal control car.
The officer on the scene was forced to shoot one of the pit bulls. The other was caught in the neck choker and taken away. There was blood all over the parking lot.