Ball point pen on the morning newsprint
My mouth is agape when I read the tragic story of Sandra Herold and Travis the chimpanzee. I can't begin to imagine the upper body strength of a 200 pound chimp. I'm dumbfounded that the laws of Connecticut allow people to own such a large and possibly dangerous animal. It's painful to think of having a family friend so brutally attached before your eyes. I can't imagine the courage it took to plunge a kitchen knife into your beloved pet or the heart ache of witnessing your constant companion gunned down by police. I can't begin to conceive how long and tortuous the recovery of the poor victim or the burden Herold must live with knowing her friend will never be the same. Lastly, while I can believe The New York Post thought it appropriate to use this as fodder for a stupid cartoon, I'm deeply saddened by it.