Daytona Beach, FL-
James Bull, 62, of Daytona Beach pleaded no contest to four different counts stemming from the rape (yes, we need to call it what it is) of his eight-month-old pit bull puppy, Coco. He was sentenced to five years in a state prison on September 19.
The details are as egregious as the crime itself. On March 18th of this year, neighbors alerted police that Bull was seen fondling the pup in a sexual manner, causing the animal to yelp in pain and distress. Another neighbor claims to have been walking by Bull’s Daytona Beach home and witnessed Bull sitting in a chair with his pants around his ankles and the puppy on his lap. Bull simply put the puppy down and redressed. It took me combing through several news articles to find out that the neighbor had seen him attacking the pit bull through a partially opened living room door after he heard the animal yelping incessantly.
Police that arrived noticed the pit bull tied to a porch pillar. She was emaciated, and “skittish and obviously afraid”. Huh. I wonder why? Coco may have thought that the police were there for the same reason old James apparently had her. Police took Coco to an animal shelter to heal and her name was changed to, “Rose”. I guess word gets around pretty fucking fast in the kennel grapevine.
When I pick an article, I like to be as detail oriented as possible. I always check Facebook and other social media to try and found out what makes these twisted fucks tick. There are several people listed by this name, or similar variations…some even pictured with their pets. Sadly, our James Bull is missing. It’s safe to assume, though, that James Bull is fucking loopy. Perhaps he thought he was married to the dog. James “Bull” – pit “Bull”? Who can guess how this sicko thinks.
Unfortunately, this is far from rare in this world. I remember reading an article in the National Lampoon that a woman had her nose bitten off after attempting to fellate her dog while he was eating. A person with some semblance of sense could perhaps have contrived a story that the doctors would have easily accepted. She could have said that her dog bit her while they were playing. I mean, it’s not like the dog is going to say anything different, right? This was in the true news articles that the Lampoon used to feature each month. I worry about our world, friends.
This incident begs the question: Why didn’t one of these neighbors take a baseball bat, or some other blunt instrument to Mr. James Bull and cave his fucking head in? He deserves no less. Oh well, perhaps word will leak out in whatever hole they stuck him in and his fellow prison will exact their own manner of revenge. Chances are, James will do a couple of years in protective custody and then set free. Just doesn’t seem enough for my liking.
Good luck, Coco/Rose. I hope you find a good home and your memory of your time with James Bull fades to black.
Oh, and James…if you’re reading this at the prison library…get a fucking haircut!