In our town, called Deauville, there was a very interesting case, which was written about even in the local Newspapers and talked about in the news on TV and on the radio. I would rather tell it to you without embellishing the facts and without any unnecessary information and the pile of shit that our media so love to pour into our ears.
  There was a man in our town named Joe Dogson. Male 45 years old. A stout, broad-shouldered, conspicuous man, with a perpetually appraising gaze, with peculiar habits, and was known for his love of dogs. As he said himself.-
"I have a peculiar, very strong love for dog breeding. Mostly I do this, most likely because of the profit. I breed all sorts of different breeds of dogs. For example, such thoroughbred and clean dogs as Akita-inu are taken with great pleasure and at very favorable, sometimes even inflated prices. These dogs attract not only my regular customers, but also ordinary people. Some look at my dogs, always with the desire to pet, feed, take on the handle. But I didn't expect that someone would have the audacity to steal my puppy. I understand it's expensive and all that, I've never seen it before. I am sure that he did not just go for a walk, but someone very much looked at him."
So, as you have already understood, the puppy was stolen from him. Joe spent a long time trying to get justice from the local authorities. Unfortunately, he was never able to do this, such cases are usually refused. He decided to search for his "abuser" himself. I started going through all the possible suspects, even making a list. Of course, he didn't include any members of his family, because they knew he would have given the dog away for nothing. It wouldn't have been difficult for him. Although our town is small, it never occurred to me that Deauville might have a dog thief. Suspicion fell on a man who came to see Joe, shortly before the crime itself. He didn't have enough money to buy a puppy for his daughter. But the man was unknown, and Joe didn't know his name or where he lived. All attempts to question the citizens were in vain. Until at one point, one of the townspeople recognized the description of his neighbor, who lives with a young daughter.
     I'm going to read you a clipping from a newspaper.
"A heartfelt confession, courtesy of the local police Department for our newspaper.
              Missing.
When I finally found the man's house, it turned out that he lived not far away, I noticed a barely noticeable movement in the backyard. Going into the backyard, I saw with my own eyes how this bastard and his little trash are digging a small hole, and next to it is a black plastic bag. Yes, I will not deny that my rage has darkened my mind, but I tried hard to hide it, in fact, just burning inside with hatred for these fiends. They didn't notice me while they were doing their dirty work. I went back to my house, went to the garage, and got a can of gas and matches. Everything happened quickly. After returning, finding this family almost at the end of the burial, the father of the family began to justify that the daughter accidentally ran out with him on the road, carrying some nonsense about the death of a puppy from a car crash. I wasn't listening to them anymore. I only felt the suffering of this puppy's mother. I came to my senses only from their cries for help, from the neighbors who ran to extinguish them, who ran to the wild screams."
      In General, I was tired. It's time to end this. However, now this is just one of the local stories.
  He was given 15 years. Father and daughter were killed.
Now ask yourself a few questions.
      Was Joe sane? Was it worth it to steal a dog just because of a child's whim? Was it worth it for Joe to kill people who just didn't have enough money for a lump of happiness? People who didn't follow him later? People who could have been punished differently.
Questions that can never be answered correctly.
Ah, I Seem to have forgotten all about it. Just a few thoughts for you to think about and mine.