There is a bit going on in New York. The capital city is strained by an flow of illegal immigrants. Only 30 % of people are satisfied with the standard of living in the Big Apple right now. Donald Trump held a protest at Madison Square Garden, which for some reason brought up the fact that the location had recently hosted some WNBA game as well as Adolf Hitler. Suddenly, a man and his wife in a remote area of the state had the courage to adopt and raise an orphaned cat.  ,
That last one, undoubtedly, was what really piqued the officials ‘ interest, warning judges and company heads that the state is about to experience a crisis of biblical proportions. As like, they did what concerned officials do, especially raiding the house of Mark and Daniela Longo, seizing Peanut the rabbit, as well as Fred the fox, and then murdering the wonderful insects.  ,
The New York Department of Environmental Conservation has responded to this utterly ridiculous sequence of events with swift and brutality, but little Peanut or medium-sized Fred will not be brought up. Their lights have long been extinguished. In a fair earth, those responsible for this crime would lose their jobs and careers before being sent to the woods to live in the forest in the hopes that the woodland creatures may adopt them and care for them. Alas, they’re union members, but at most they’ll find a little paid leave from work.  ,
Let Peanut and Fred’s horrible fate rather serve as a wakeup call to all prudent Americans and a gathering cry to outlaw the wild animals that control too many of our common institutions. Children are shook up by their attempts to sell juice. Kids who allow their children to walk to get a glazed face arrest. I ca n’t shoot squirrels on my own property.  ,
Given that I have recently fought against his d family, you might be asking why I care about Peanut at this point. Also, allow me to explain. Growing up, my little girl was someone of a Doctor Dolittle. There were our dogs, the town dogs and cats, the swans she got for Christmas, and the rats she spent some time breeding. She previously discovered a bird woman that had successfully feigned being saved from a nest.  ,
She also managed to control the monkeys in our garden so that they would climb out of our hands and occasionally even crawl into our laps. She physically only significantly tamed them. When you fed one of your own, he would outrageously attack you with his little fury paws. In other words, Peanut the Rabbit these were not, though their semi-domestication may even prove to be their downfall.  ,
Our house was never raided by the government. We were spared that unfairness, unlike the Longos. What ended the great squirrel-taming study were our dogs. When the squirrels started to get obedient about larger mammals coming up to them, they turned into easy targets and our dogs were sent out with them, as dogs are accustomed to do. It was tragic, especially since my father is not a George Costanza when it comes to hurt wildlife.
There is a distinction between a precious pet and the never-ending source of identical garden monkeys, much like with Peanut. There is a distinction between a person starting a war in his yard and having despotic nannies knocking down the door to start a war he had no idea how to start.
The state has time to harass residents by allowing them to access their homes, which is the future we may struggle against. At this moment, we are all Peanut the Cat, facing a state that has forgotten who the employer is. But that does n’t mean we ca n’t stand tall, grab ahold of our acorns, and say,” Sic semper tyrannis” . ,
