The domestic cat is considered a “trash animal” by trappers. Snares are a type of animal trap.The domestic cat can just happen be in the wrong place and be killed by disgusting traps that catch 4 million animals annually in the United States. If the trap does not kill the animal, they are killed (inhumanely?) in a way which protects their fur from a commercial standpoint. It also happens in the UK but to a far lesser extent.
For example, in Scotland, snares are used to kill foxes, rabbits and brown hares which can prey on ground-nesting fowl such as grouse and partridges. The sporting estates want these birds to grow to adulthood whereupon they can be shot to death by some idiotic, rich businessman who takes pleasure in killing animals. When he shots a partridge he is also supporting the killing, through snares, of other wild animals, such as badgers and otters, together with domestic animals that are someone’s companion. It is quite unforgivable.
The present government in the UK will no doubt support the cruel snaring of animals despite the loss of domestic animals because they are Eton and Oxford or Cambridge University educated. You may have read about the underhand way Prime Minister Cameron is trying to undermine the fox hunting ban.
Cameron wants to introduce changes to the current law through what is called a “statutory instrument” which does not require the full democratic process. He supports farmers who like to kill foxes.
Anyway, in Scotland domestic cats, the companions of people who let their cat go outside, have been found killed by snares designed to kill wild animals (which incidentally, for me, is no better).
In December 2013 three cat carcasses, one black and two tabbies, were discovered in the Nathro area of Angus, in what are called “stink pits’ – you can guess what that means. One of the cats had neck injuries consistent with a snare. Angus is a place where shooting game birds is popular.
I hate to state this but we need to be more respectful of animals – all animals. It won’t happen though, I am afraid.
Photo from thecourier.co.uk
Good for you Marc, I so admire hunt sabateurs! With working for vets when hunting was still legal I wasn’t able to join in, but I was able to tip the local sabateurs off as to when and where the hunters would be, although I’d have got the sack had I been found out. Oh it gave me great pleasure to hear how their bloodthirsty enjoyment was spoiled for them.
I don’t blame you for using strong language, it makes me so angry that using nice words is just impossible!
Oops I apologize I forgot to censor a word there – Sorry about that Michael, I should have been careful not to do that. I’m sorry – I also just have to not let these sort of things get to me – snares are awful, what an awful way to slowly die.