Sad Moment

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It was warm summer day, about 98 degrees, when it gets this hot, our parents usually let our brown muscular pit bull go into the front yard to relax in the shade. My dog, Rochelle, is leashed to a thick white piece of wood supporting the house. Her movement is limited to about 5 feet in every direction. Rochelle is given a stainless steel pot of ice cold water to keep her cool, and a plate full of dog food. She seemed as content as can be. She rarely ever barked at anyone, including the mail man, who Rochelle would let through to the mail box without any problems. She was as quiet as can be, on occasion you could hear her dog tags around her neck ring like a bell, but only for the slightest moment, as she would sleep through most the intense heat of the day. Every hour, my brother and I would take turns making sure that she had enough food and water.

One afternoon, my brother and I were watching television in the living room, sitting on our black leather couch. All of a sudden we heard loud pitiful screeching dog cries from outside. My brother and I rushed outside to see the Rochelle had broken the leash and ran away, nowhere to be seen, there was only a small piece left connected to thick piece of wood. After seeing all of this, we rushed to our mother's bedroom and quickly notified her of what just had happened. She got out of bed and dashed toward the keys as if she were Flash, and quickly ran to the car. My brother and I sat in the back seat of our gray 1990 Camry and we drove off to the next block.

When we reached the neighborhood behind us, what we saw was frightening. You could hear the small dogs whimper and she was ripping it to pieces. Rochelle was biting into a small chihuahua, tearing it to pieces like a shark eating it's seal meal. The small chihuahua tried to escape, but Rochelle chased after if and attacked it ferociously. After that bite, there was no more life left in the small chihuahua. We were in a state of shock, we sat there in the car thinking about what to do next. Within minutes, the police arrive on the scene as neighbors had heard the cries and whimpers, and they seized Rochelle. The police approached us saying that there were only two options as she was deemed too dangerous to be a house hold pet. The options were to pay a fine, alter our backyard so that Rochelle can't get out on her own, and we had to get a kennel for her. She had to be locked up in the kennel all day, and the fines were thousands of dollars. The other option was to have Rochelle put down with no further costs. We simply couldn't afford to keep her as the fine was too high and to change out back into something like a jail was too much for us. In the end, we decided to put her down.