Almost all of us (I should hope all) are against animal abuse. I know I am, I love almost all animals (except for spiders, and snakes I could live without seeing some, tho I don't want them all to go away =P).

And I don't know about you, but I support the humane society people and all the animal rights people.

But what about when they come to your home because of an accusation; in specific, a false accusation. What happens then? I cannot and will not say what happens then every time, I cannot say this always happens or will always happen. All I can say is what I know from experience.

Yes, this is a true story of my experience, and the subsequent year of chaos. So sit back if you wish, click the link for my story, and read on. Or if you wish, go elsewhere in my page for some happiness. Because this story is not one filled with happiness, this story is one filled with sadness, hurt, tears, turmoil, and anger. So be warned my friend, this is not a happy tail you are stepping into.

If you've gotten this far then please, keep reading.