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This one is a bit graphic so don’t say I didn’t warn you.
A Weymouth woman has been charged with animal cruelty and disorderly conduct after she stomped her daughter’s kitten to death in a drunk rage.
Eleanor Campbell, 35, was arrested at her apartment after the cops were called there for a second time last Friday. The initial call was because someone thought it was a domestic. She convinced the officers that she was alone, wasn’t fighting with anyone, and had only sucked down a few brewskies. She didn’t want to play along with the cops and was told to go inside for the night and to shut her yap. It took all of ten minutes until the cops were called back to her Saunders Street pad.
This time the call said good ol’ Ellie was outside, lobbing things at a neighbor’s car, wearing nothing but her socks and a t-shirt. Weymouth Police found large Marge screaming things in to the neighbor’s window from the driveway and had enough with her for the night. They threw her ass in the back of the cruiser.
This is when a random case of loud, sloppy, drunk takes a rancid turn. The officer on the scene, upon looking around, found a four month-old kitten smashed to a bloody pulp in front of a car in the same driveway that she was causing the scene in. The cat had been stomped flat and had a broken neck, according to the police report. When they checked the bottom of this waste of oxygen’s feet they found her socks and bare legs covered in the cat’s blood.
Police said that she was the only one home at the time and that it seemed she killed the cat in a boozed-out fit of rage. The poor thing didn’t stand a chance.
I can’t wrap my head around this one. We’ve all done stupid shit when wasted. Humped a fugly, puked in the bush of a fancy restaurant, picked a fight with someone giving you the stink-eye at the bar. I can’t name one person who flattened a baby animal to death with their stocking feet. I don’t know anyone who can even stomach the thought of what that felt like, let alone, commit this type of a crime.
There is no buffer at all there.
That is some deep-rooted psychological shit. It’s where Jeffery Dahmer got his start. This woman has children that, thankfully, weren’t home at the time.
The cat was said to weigh around three pounds. Campbell isn’t a snack-size broad. The little thing is going in for a necropsy by the New England Wildlife Center. Most likely to be the nail in the prosecutorial coffin and prove this broad did the unthinkable.
People in Weymouth are obviously bullshit at such a disgusting event happened in their zip code. They’ve begun threatening Campbell in graphic detail and stressing concern over the welfare of her child. We don’t condone violence but it’s understandable why people are so fired up about this.
People wanting to start a kitten vigil in the driveway
One douche canoe in particular is pissed the newspaper listed her address:
This vagina seems to be blaming it on the booze as if it’s completely a normal move to get drunk and flatten an innocent baby animal.
I don’t care who you are. Booze doesn’t make you murder something in such a violent manner unless you are seriously mentally fucked. People hate suffering animals and they have no qualms voicing their opinion about those that abuse them.
We will keep you updated on this as the story plays out.
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