I was sent this today I will warn U it it heart breaking


Yes, I Gas Dogs and Cats for a Living.
I'm an Animal Control officer in a very small town in central North
Carolina.
I'm in my mid thirties, and have been working for the town in
different positions since high school.

There is not much work here, and working for the county provides good
pay and benefits for a person like me without a higher education. I'm
the person you all write about how horrible I am.

I'm the one that gasses the dogs and cats and makes them suffer. I'm
the one that pulls their dead corpses out smelling of Carbon Monoxide
and throws them into green plastic bags. But I'm also the one that
hates my job and hates what I have to do.

First off, all you people out there that judge me, don't. God is
judging me, and I know I'm going to Hell. Yes, I'm going to hell. I
wont lie, it's despicable, cold, cruel and I feel like a serial
killer. I'm not all to blame, if the law would mandate spay and
neuter, lots of these dogs and cats wouldn't be here for me to gas.
I'm the devil, I know it, but I want you people to see that there is
another side to me the devil Gas Chamber man.
The shelter usually gasses on Friday morning.

Friday's are the day that most people look forward to, this is the
day that I hate, and wish that time will stand still on Thursday
night. Thursday night, late, after nobody's around, my friend and I
go through a fast food line, and buy 50 dollars worth of
cheeseburgers and fries, and chicken. I'm not allowed to feed the
dogs on Thursday, for I'm told that they will make a mess in the gas
chamber, and why waste the food.
So, Thursday night, with the lights still closed, I go into the
saddest room that anyone can every imagine, and let all the doomed
dogs out out their cages.

I have never been bit, and in all my years doing this, the dogs have
never fought over the food. My buddy and I, open each wrapper of
cheeseburger and chicken sandwich, and feed them to the skinny,
starving dogs. They swallow the food so fast, that I don't believe
they even taste it. There tails are wagging, and some don't even go
for the food, they roll on their backs wanting a scratch on their
bellys. They start running, jumping and kissing me and my buddy. They
go back to their food, and come back to us. All their eyes are on us
with such trust and hope, and their tails wag so fast, that I have
come out with black and blues on my thighs.. They devour the food,
then it's time for them to devour some love and peace. My buddy and I
sit down on the dirty, pee stained concrete floor, and we let the
dogs jump on us. They lick us, they put their butts in the air to
play, and they play with each other. Some lick each other, but most
are glued on me and my buddy.

I look into the eyes of each dog. I give each dog a name.
They will not die without a name.
I give each dog 5 minutes of unconditional love and touch.
I talk to them, and tell them that I'm so sorry that tomorrow they
will die a gruesome, long, torturous death at the hands of me in the
gas chamber.
Some tilt their heads to try to understand.
I tell them, that they will be in a better place, and I beg them not
to hate me.

I tell them that I know I'm going to hell, but they will all be
playing with all the dogs and cats in heaven.
After about 30 minutes, I take each dog individually, into their
feces filled concrete jail cell, and pet them and scratch them under
their chins.
Some give me their paw, and I just want to die. I just want to die.
I close the jail cell on each dog, and ask them to forgive me.

As my buddy and I are walking out, we watch as every dog
is smiling at us and them don't even move their heads.
They will sleep, with a full belly, and a false sense of security.

As we walk out of the doomed dog room, my buddy and I go to the cat
room. We take our box, and put the very friendly kittens and pregnant
cats in our box. The shelter doesn't keep tabs on the cats, like they
do the dogs.

As I hand pick which cats are going to make it out, I feel like I'm
playing God, deciding whose going to live and die.
We take the cats into my truck, and put them on blankets in the back.

Usually, as soon as we start to drive away, there are purring cats
sitting on our necks or rubbing against us.
My buddy and I take our one way two hour trip to a county that is
very wealthy and they use injection to kill animals.

We go to exclusive neighborhoods, and let one or two cats out at a
time.

They don't want to run, they want to stay with us. We shoo them away,
which makes me feel sad.
I tell them that these rich people will adopt them, and if worse
comes to worse and they do get put down, they will be put down with a
painless needle being cradled by a loving veterinarian.

After the last cat is free, we drive back to our town.
It's about 5 in the morning now, about two hours until I have to gas
my best friends.

I go home, take a shower, take my 4 anti-anxiety pills and drive to
work.. I don't eat, I can't eat.
It's now time, to put these animals in the gas chamber. I put my ear
plugs in, and when I go to the collect the dogs, the dogs are so
excited to see me, that they jump up to kiss me and think they are
going to play.
I put them in the rolling cage and take them to the gas chamber. They
know. They just know. They can smell the death.. They can smell the
fear.
They start whimpering, the second I put them in the box.
The boss tells me to squeeze in as many as I can to save on gas.

He watches. He knows I hate him, he knows I hate my job.
I do as I'm told. He watches until all the dogs, and cats (thrown in
together) are fighting and screaming. The sounds is very muffled to
me because of my ear plugs.
He walks out, I turn the gas on, and walk out.

I walk out as fast as I can. I walk into the bathroom, and I take a
pin and draw blood from my hand. Why? The pain and blood takes my
brain off of what I just did.
In 40 minutes, I have to go back and unload the dead animals. I pray
that none survived, which happens when I overstuff the chamber. I
pull them out with thick gloves, and the smell of carbon monoxide
makes me sick. So does the vomit and blood, and all the bowel
movements. I pull them out, put them in plastic bags.

They are in heaven now, I tell myself. I then start cleaning up the
mess, the mess, that YOU PEOPLE are creating by not spay or neutering
your animals. The mess that YOU PEOPLE are creating by not demanding
that a vet come in and do this humanely. You ARE THE TAXPAYERS,
DEMAND that this practice STOP!

So, don't call me the monster, the devil, the gasser, call the
politicians, the shelter directors, and the county people the devil.
Heck, call the governor, tell him to make it stop.

As usual, I will take sleeping pills tonight to drown out the screams
I heard in the past, before I discovered the ear plugs. I will jump
and twitch in my sleep, and I believe I'm starting to hallucinate.

This is my life. Don't judge me. Believe me, I judge myself enough.

My son was an animal control officer

for 20 yrs I have done vol work at the local shelter



I dunno

Mach said:

Mach I do volunteer work for a few rescue shelters and they have the No kill policy unless the animal has an incurable illness and is dieing a painful death or the animal is aggressive they will try and retrain certain cases but only a small percentage can be retrained. Euthanasia is only done by the needle if this happens the animals are cremated and placed in the shelters garden and a flower or small tree is planted in memory for the animal.

The shelters I deal with have a very good free public education policy they often visit town centres, pet shops and schools etc to help educate about everything to do with animal welfare and teach people on good animal husbandry, they also offer either a free or a discount spay/neutering , micro chipping and animal training service for people on low income. Say for example dog training a small charge off £1.50 for one hour free training the humans get a free cup of tea/coffee or orange juice and the dogs get free home cooked treats, they are firm believers in educating the public in hope that one day animals will not be put down, I think maybe a lot more shelters should develop a similar policy then more animals would be healthy, happy, well trained and live there lifes in a forever home.

What a sad, sad testimonial.

People that don't spay/neuter their pets should be FORCED to witness one of these events!

I completly stand by the human euthanasia and the spaying and neutering but what would happen if every cat and dog was to be "fixed" ?
there soon would be no more cats and dogs... has anyone actualy thought about that? I mean they say not to buy from breeders to save an animal from a shelter..but there soon wouldnt be any in the shelters

Hate to be a...don't know what to call it, but I'm sure if you google this along with PETA you get a million hits. It's too well written for somebody who, as they say,


It's very suggestively written and utilises writing techniques not usually employed by somebody without some technical knowledge in writing. It's another hoax I'm afraid, not written by somebody who actually does this for a living.

Teacher said:

There was photo's sent along in the email that showed dogs and cats in a container that looked like a chamber dead animals on the floor along side faecal matter and urine stains and animals being placed in black sacks, then a van being loaded with those black sacks. I decided not 2 post the pictures due 2 the graphic detail. I know some hoaxes going around this 1 seemed real due 2 the graphic content that certainly was not photoshoped.

katt said:

Same thing I'm afraid, google the pics and I'm sure they'll turn up in connection with PETA. Call me a cynic, but I don't buy it.

People will believe anything they read. Hoax.

Maybe it varies by state, but I was an animal control officer, and that would not have been a legal way to euthanize animals. We had to be certified in humane methods, and while gas can be one of them, it wouldn't be under those circumstances. It doesn't even really make any sense.

That said, euthanizing them was an awful thing to have to do. Even though we only killed very sick or mean animals, even though the injection was quick and painless and we tried to make it an easy experience. . .I still felt like all of the energy had been drained from my body after every one. Rolling barrel after barrel of dead critters into a cooler and knowing that humans had let almost every one of them down. . . it was really awful.

So I appreciate the message: spay and neuter your pets. We can start worrying about a pet shortage when that happy day actually comes.

Teacher said:

At the time I did Google the pictures and not 1 came up. Who knows if this is true or not true yet this type of euthanasia does happen in the UK 160,000 turkeys where gassed at a Bernard Mathews farm in Suffolk when 1 bird was found with the H5N1 bird flu virus something I am not comfortable with.

HereToRockYourWorld said:

I’m so sorry you had 2 go through that

I wish more ppl would spay and neuter even if ppl do not believe what is written I hope a seed is planted 2 have this done ASAP and if the want a pet 2 think about adopting an animal from a shelter.

http://www.wwaytv3.com/node/1254

Regardless of whether or not this letter was written by an ACO, there are news reports regarding this issue in North Carolina. They have, indeed, been gassing multiple animals at a time.

That would be a very stressful thing for the animals. If they don't have to actually experience a feeling of suffocation (which is certainly possible, eg. gas anesthesia) and death is verified by a trained person, I don't see any particular problem with the method. It would be safer for the ACO than giving an injection (which requires having your face and hands close to a potentially dangerous animal while focusing on the delicate task of hitting a vein).

But there's no way that multiple animals should be shoved into a chamber together. Even if they do get along, one is likely to pass out before the other, and that would be scary for the critter who is still standing.