Dog Fighting

Their plush fur was splattered with dirt and other grime, saliva foaming out of the mouths of the abused canine. Gaping for a breath, the canine lunged, aiming for the vital artery in the neck. Teeth gashed through the rapidly throbbing vein. As the killer got up and backed away he stared down at the once fighter. The drunken human stumbles into the cage and feels the already cold dog laying still. As he walked towards the winning dog, it collapses into the fate the other animal felt because of all the injuries he received. The drunken humans that weren’t passed out walked over and through the lifeless bodies in the corner while walking away. Will dog fighting ever stop in the United States?