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Archive for May 3rd, 2009

Florida DJ hits dog, wife with one shot

Florida DJ Shannon Burke was arrested Thursday and charged with shooting his wife and dog, the Seminole County Sheriff’s Office said.

Burke, whose full name is Edward Shannon Burke, got angry at his dog, a Cavalier King Charles Spaniel, got a handgun and threatened to shoot it, according to WESH, the NBC affiliate in Orlando.

When the gun discharged, the bullet went through the dog’s leg and struck his wife, Catherine, on the side of her head, according to a police report.

Burke, 43, was charged with aggravated battery with a weapon and animal cruelty. Bond was set at $10,000 at a court appearance on Friday. He was also ordered to wear a monitoring bracelet on his ankle. The incident took place Wednesday at the couple’s home in Altamonte Springs.

In a recording of Burke’s 911 call, he tells the dispatcher he was playing with a gun that he didn’t know was loaded, and it went off. He says the bullet struck the side of his wife’s head.

Catherine Burke was treated for non-life threatening injuries. The dog was treated at an emergency animal clinic and survived.

Burke is on RealRadio 104.1 from 11 a.m. to 3 p.m. Wikipedia describes his show as “mixture of outrageous daily, biker attitude and personality, and right-wing style rants.”

(Photo: Seminole County Sheriff’s Office)

Dogs in bloom


Thought today we might regale ya’

With some dogs

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(Photos: Hallie (top) of Pfafftown, N.C., by Max Morgan; Ace (bottom) of Baltimore, by John Woestendiek)

The high cost of second (and third) opinions

An oldie but a goodie:

A woman brought a very limp duck into the office of a veterinary surgeon. She laid her pet on the table and the vet pulled out his stethoscope to listen to the bird’s chest.

After a moment or two, the vet shook his head sadly and said, “I’m sorry, ma’am, your duck has passed away.”

The distressed woman wailed, “Are you sure?”

“Yes, I am sure,” replied the vet. “The duck is dead,” .

“How can you be so sure?” she protested. “He might just be in a coma or something.”

The vet left the room and returned a few minutes later with a Labrador Retriever.

As the duck’s owner looked on, the dog stood on his hind legs, put his front paws on the examination table, sniffed the duck and barked twice. The vet took the dog out of the room, returning with a cat. The cat jumped on the table and looked the duck over, then jumped back down and strolled out of the room.

The vet looked at the woman and said, “I’m sorry, but as I said, your duck is dead.”

Turning to his computer terminal, the vet hit a few keys and printed out a bill, which he handed to the owner.

“One hundred and fifty dollars!” she cried, “just to tell me my duck is dead?”

The vet shrugged, “I’m sorry. If you had just taken my word for it, the bill would have been $20, but with the Lab Report and the Cat Scan it’s now $150.”