Grot is my daily life
so for something to stand out, it must be truly foul.

This tale stretches back a number of years and several self-reinventions. I once had a great deal to do with the RSPCA and the local inspector would call on my services to help in animal cruelty cases.

With this one particular case, they had set up a police-assisted entry to a property in a South East commuter town. The Police were on hand to effect entry, I was there to certify cruelty and the RSPCA were there to coordinate the whole lot.

One of my nurses was desperate to come along and be very nosey. I was quite happy to take along an extra pair of hands, so I agreed and along she came.

In the end the owner of the flat gave in quite easily and opened the door without it having to be forced.

The fears of the RSPCA were well founded. The flat contained no less than 7 dogs. None of these dog had ever left the flat in the time they had been there and their ages ranged from a few months to a few years. It was even fairly obvious that the original dogs had bred. The resulting progeny were also creating new puppies or possibly breeding with the original parents. ("were all each others progeny" - see below). Presumably some of the puppies had been sold and others kept (we never found out that much).

The dogs themselves were in a very poor state and my job was to gain evidence to prosecute the owner under the 1911 protection of animals act. This was not difficult as the evidence was quite literally all around. There was a "coving" of dogshit throughout the entire two bedroom flat mixed in with hair and other items. The smell was somewhat overpowering and the nurse who had been super-nosey ended up going outside to vomit (this will be one of the few lols in this, so if you are cringing now, I wouldnt read on).

We set about collecting the dogs on leads and taking them to the transport van to take them back to the surgery for full examination. To do this we needed to go through all the rooms in the flat and make sure we had collected all the animals in there.

The place was truly squalid, with complete dog turds on the floor in most rooms, some quite fresh, but others mouldy and awaiting their transition to the "coving", some with doggy pawprints in them and others smeared on the few furnishings.

There were few furnishings in the flat but these were as disgusting as the floors and there was very little evidence of any food for all these dogs, apart from a mouldy pile in an ice cream tub. The worst room of the lot was the bathroom. I think it stood out because it is a room which should be clean (soap, water etc).

As I was taking photos and notes, I lost track of the police in all this and hadn't really paid much attention to the fact that the owner was being arrested.

The police officer who had been looking after us, explained that the owner was also being prosecuted for running prostitution from the flat! It had been a "client" who had seen how the dogs were being kept and reported them to the RSPCA.

In the end the dogs all got rehomed to new owners, and the original owner was banned from keeping animals for life. The nurse was much less nosey after that visit and avoided helping on future visits.
(gearanach #wankwankwank, Sat 4 Feb 2012, 16:07, 5 replies)

I shudder to think of the sort of "clients" who would go round for their jollies and not get put off by the conditions. Makes a pissy bus-shelter sound like the Ritz.

*like*
(Eukanuba, Sat 4 Feb 2012, 18:24, closed)

"they were all each others progeny"
Interesting chicken/egg conundrum.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Sat 4 Feb 2012, 20:10, closed)

or
"couldnt be arsed to describe it better so left it for someone else to sort the "sense" of it"
(gearanach #wankwankwank, Sun 5 Feb 2012, 14:25, closed)

One of the dogs was probably friends with a much older dog,
who owned an extensively modified Delorean.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Sun 5 Feb 2012, 22:55, closed)

Hmm
Maybe one of the dogs was the leader of a future canine resistance movement and had been fathered by the future adult version of one of the puppies which had been sent back from the future. And the "coving" was what was left of the cyberdog sent from the future to assassinate... oh, I can't be arsed.
( shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Mon 6 Feb 2012, 13:27, closed)

Shame.
You could probably wring 4 stories, and a short series of small stories, out of that flimsy premise.
( monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Mon 6 Feb 2012, 19:55, closed)