Miscellaneous Mental Musings of an Emerging Artist
Called the officer at Animal Control and asked if I could receive an update on the complaint.
Animal Control told me that after two separate visits to the location they had deemed the complaint unfounded.
I don’t know any more than that. They wouldn’t tell me any more than that, and when pressed their response was to start interrogating me about my relationship to the person I’d called the complaint on. I mentioned that my understanding was that the dogs were living in filth and squalor. They repeated, again, that the dogs were not abandoned, and therefore the complaint was unfounded.
The conversation ended there.
I’m guessing, then, that as long as they’ve established ownership and that the dogs are proven to be fed, that the city doesn’t care if a building manager decides to turn one of his properties into a second-story sewer and let two dogs live in said sewer all winter. I don’t want to think about what’s going to happen when summer hits.
I appreciate the suggestions I’ve received to contact local media outlets or animal rescue groups, but I admit it’s discouraging to be unsupported by Chicago itself, and I wonder what they can do without aid and authorization.