Something From A Crime Scene

A picture is deceiving. You can ask anyone who is house hunting online, they’ll agree. Not only is a picture deceiving, but it doesn’t tell you the whole story. There are websites and memes dedicated to photos that make you ask yourself “what the…?”.

If you did not harm anyone, did not verbally abuse or assault anyone, if you weren’t demeaning anyone’s beliefs, if you, and you alone were involved, then the reaction is on the person having it. Their reaction is their problem. It is not yours to take on. Someone, somewhere, will find a reason to be offended, even from the most well meaning situations.

In our home, we are HUGE Halloween fans. We like to call it our Christmas. The decorations and costumes can’t come soon enough, and the treats and snack often resemble something from a crime scene. We love all things creepy, gruesome, grotesque, and spooky. It’s the one time of year you can be nearly whatever you want, and it doesn’t warrant judgement.

Our costumes are generally homemade, and on the undead, chilling, WTF, side. We like to save the cutesy costumes for toddlers. That said, we don’t have any toddlers living in our house, so let the bloody Halloween nightmare commence. Mom was shopping for my costume online. She found a head band that made it look like scissors were jutting out of my head. Cheap felt and plastic. She ordered it immediately. She was so excited to try it on me. She tucked my ears in, tied it around my chin, and then fed me lots and lots of treats, while she snapped pictures. I have to admit, looking at the pictures made it appear as though I was the victim of a grooming gone wrong, however, I was still being fed treats in all of the pictures.

We immediately were so excited to share our amazing Halloween find. We posted it to my social media feeds, then we put it on some Keeshond forums, for all the Kee lovers to see. We posted it with a caption that said something to the effect of, Happy Halloween, bring on all things creepy, gross, and spooky. On one forum in particular I was reported, apparently several times. The people reporting the photo said that it was offensive; it was particularly offensive to those who rescue dogs.

HELLO!!!! *paws in the air* I AM A RESCUE!!!! so are Scrappy and Frankie. And we are over here living one hell of a good life. And wouldn’t that make Mom a rescuer?

Mom was annoyed that they pulled the picture. She said pulling the picture feeds into the problematic behavior. If it was a person, no one would have been offended. Anyway, Mom says she also doesn’t want me to write about this, because it too feeds into it. It gives it power when you give it attention. But my opinion is this was a great lesson, one that needed to be shared. Sometimes people will be offended at the things you do. No one needs to be hurt, abused, assaulted physically or verbally, demeaned, or belittled for offense to be taken. Sometimes people just need to be mad about something, that day, it was me. No one was hurt or shamed in the making of the photo, so their offense is theirs and theirs alone. I don’t have to take that on as my own.