Max
When I was 8 years old I had a dog named Max. He'd been abused by a family my family left him with when we moved to Florida, but we eventually got him back. He wasn't quite the same though, so my mom was thinking about just putting him down.
One night I had a dream that I had to use the bathroom, and in the dream I got up and went like normal. It turned out in real life I just went to the corner of my room and started peeing, totally unaware of what I was doing. Anyway, I was so embarrassed by it that when my mom asked me what happened I told her Max did it.
She put him down soon after.
Isn't it great how people are so quick to have pets put down? can't wait until it gets to that point with human children, who are far more destructive. that false outrage you're feeling right now? it's **, and you're too weak to admit it.
You need to atone for what you've done...
in your next life you will come back as a max....
And then some body will lie on you and they'll have YOU put down... oh, wait, that's still this life and Obama's health care plan!