Anyway, a woman in Pennsylvania was given house arrest for selling “gothic kittens” over the internet. Why were they gothic? Because she had pierced them. I will not disgrace the hallowed pages of a family publication like Techyum by posting the picture that’s been flitting around of one of the poor things with its ears pierced; that would be sort of like publishing a phonecam shot of a bartender who’s just been beat up by the Hells Angels with the caption “HAW HAW HAW HAW HAW!” which is about what roughly half the commentary on this case seems to be. But if you want to read the story, it’s here, and a Googling of “pierced gothic kittens sold on internet” will get you all the pictures of one unhappy black cat that your pulsating heart desires.
As I was sayin’ about the thoughts of the public on this case: with their usual brilliance and insight, “commenters on the internets” have pointed out that we band, tag, pierce, castrate, slap around and generally abuse livestock all the time, and then eat their steaming flesh; how is this any different? My view is that inhumane treatment of farm animals does not justify the staple-gunning of companion animals to amuse you, Natasha, especially in the sacred name of Gothdom.
I’m sure Temple Grandin‘s on my side, which generally speaking is my litmus test for all my opinions.