Horses, Horses

Every morning when I take the bus to the train station, I pass by a bus stop that sits right next to a large paddock that houses about 2 horses and a foal. They seem to be nice, well-fed, and well cared for, as during the winter months, the owners give the horses covers, or their own variation of winter coats, to warm up and ward off the winter frost. The horses need these to keep healthy during this time, since they are free range, in the sense that they don’t seem to be tethered at all times and the “pen” they live in would probably take a good minute or so to gallop across.

This morning, I passed by the bus stop and saw the following sign:

“To those who Slaughtered the horses and keep on smashing the bus stop, I pray to God for your soul.”

>”To those who Slaughtered the horses

>”who Slaughtered the horses”
>”Slaughtered the horses”

WHAT.

These are someone’s well cared for, and loved animals, so I am absolutely horrified that someone would trespass into another persons property, climbing over a fence, and slay another person’s animal companion.

I can only just imagine the horror that the owners must have felt when they found the bodies the next morning. The area I live in, looks nice, but I know its littered with hoons, bogans, and wogs. But never did I think to this extent.

This is beyond terrible. Its a horrible showcase of human cruelty for the benefit of their own enjoyment.

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