In the last episode I watched of The Society on Netflix, it was revealed that one of the people there was a psychopath. I've always been fascinated by the topic, liking watching things on serial killers and what goes into their psychological makeup.
Then it occured to me. I'm in love with a psychopath!
It is known that psychopaths treat animals with disdain, torturing the poor little buggers with zero remorse or empathy. Cruelty is a term not understood by these types. Well, my little cat Sootie loves to catch rats and mice, and play with them while they are severely injured. Then he bites their head off and I hear him crunching their skulls up like a nice bag of crisps! Quite how he eats the whole lot, tails and all, but managing to spit out the stomach is quite unknown to me.
But I love that little psychopath!
Then it occured to me. I'm in love with a psychopath!
It is known that psychopaths treat animals with disdain, torturing the poor little buggers with zero remorse or empathy. Cruelty is a term not understood by these types. Well, my little cat Sootie loves to catch rats and mice, and play with them while they are severely injured. Then he bites their head off and I hear him crunching their skulls up like a nice bag of crisps! Quite how he eats the whole lot, tails and all, but managing to spit out the stomach is quite unknown to me.
But I love that little psychopath!
