That the Philadelphia Eagles picked up Michael Vick! Ok, so some would say, “He did his time, now let him get on with his life.” And I suppose in most cases I would have to agree with that, but I can’t with Vick. He viciously, maliciously, and gleefully slaughtered dogs. I don’t even want to think of the poor little animals he used to rev up his pit bull’s blood lust for fighting. I cringe when I think of the way those poor animals were trained, used, tortured, killed then disposed of. Horrible. It makes me sick to my stomach to think about it.
I am not going to speculate on whether or not Michael Vick is or isn’t truly remorseful or not. Only he and God know the answer to that. But I can tell you this; I will never pay to go to a football game where he is on the roster. Never. Not even an all expense paid trip to the Super Bowl.
Now, on a much happier note, I’m over at Elisabeth Naughton’s place today. Come say, howdy and win a book!