Jacey Bedford's Journal

My son in law was going in to work on the train this morning when there was a loud explosion, a fireball and something whumping into the ground nearby. The crashing helicopter, heavily reported on the news today, came down close to the railway track exactly as their train was passing, thankfully not close enough to do any damage on board except to passengers' nerves. They all assumed it was a bomb!

What a shocking accident!

This via Annie Scarborough via facebook. The horrendous details of this sled dog slaughter only came to light when the company employee who did the deed with a gun and a knife (after vets in the area had refused to euthanise 100 healthy dogs for the sake of expediency) applied for mental health counseling for PTSD.

http://seattletimes.nwsource.com/html/restlessnativeblog/2014094348_chilling_tale_emerges_of_whistler_sled-dog_slaughter.html

Of course, you've got to wonder why he didn't refuse to do it.

Whistler is a town that lives and dies on its tourist trade. I sure hope this company is hounded out of business. (Pun not quite intentional, because a smile is the last thing this news brings to my face.) They still have 200 sled dogs.

Hopefully this will turn into a criminal prosecution. If it doesn't, it should.

Some stories really do have them

ferlonda posted this dolphin story and I thought it well worth reposting for those of you who are not on her LJ friends list.