This is the original photo I gave, among many other things to Bill Morton, the current President of Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce. I guess he may have hung it on one of his walls?
The dog is called RockNRoll, a chihuahua and (I think), and rat terrier mix that Bill Morton somehow got his hands on back in 2008. I retouched the shot to eliminate the leash.
Well, today, RockNRoll was apparently attacked by a German Shepherd (call him Horst), and Rock found he wasn't as cocky as he thought he was (kinda like Bill, his 'master') and got beaten and chewed to the point that Rock is somewhat paralyzed, and seems to now need a doggie neurologist, at a cost of thousands of dollars, which Bill never has seemed how to earn!
I liked RockNRoll when I first met him, and he liked me more as time traveled its way (unlike his master, Bill Morton). I took care of his needs to go out a number of times. I photographed him.
But Bill Morton refused to have his male dog neutered, and that may have played as a great part of today's situation. Quite frankly, RockNRoll was the horniest dog I had ever seen. Bill's friend Chicago Shadows gave him a stuffed animal, a surrogate, so Rock could get his 'rocks off', every day after he ate.
I am no longer friends with Chicago Shadows, though he trolls and occasionally comments here; I moderate comments, which is why you might not see your comment for a day or so, until I have discerned who you might be.
Creepy people seem to make creepy things to happen, don't they? And Idon't like creepy people!
And, I will say here, that if there is any fault in today's attack on the dog, RockNRoll, it falls upon Bill Morton, for not getting the dog neutered as he was advised by several people, including myself.
Of course, now, Bill Morton, the ne'er-do-well of Rogers Park (because he never really wanted to do anything, let alone the hard work required as Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce President!) is basically out begging on the streets of Rogers Park to save his dog.
Oh. My. Goodness.
Why is that? If you choose to keep an animal, do you not have or save up money as a contingency plan, in case something would happen to the animal?
Right now, Bill Morton is pleading for several thousand dollarsev to save his dog.
Because Bill, you see, does not quite get it, yet, that 'you have to work to make a living to be able to afford things, like dogs'.
And by virtue of no comments on RP 1000 tonight, there seem to be no takers for this grift.
What about the $1,425 he's owed me, for paying his rent at 1205 W. Sherwin Avenue in January and July of 2009? Am I, a human being, not more important than a DOG?. Apparently not.
Well, if any of you out there donate anything, guess what? Bill will turn it around to his advantage. He's nothin' but yer common grifter.
As for Rock, I can only hope he survives, and is removed from the so-called 'care of Bill Morton', who does not know how to treat a friend, let alone a dog!
I understand Bill is back out in Elmwood Park, crying on his dad's shoulder. For the interim.
He'll probably see you at an El stop soon. Begging. Because he has pretty much tapped all his 'friends' in Rogers Park.
Don't get me wrong: I feel very badly for Rock, and certainly hope he can survive this trauma. He just might: he's that kind of dog!
Will Bill Morton survive this trauma? I think not. And that seems to deem the Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce to DOOM!
They owe me money? I give a rat's bum.
It was only my Social Security payout for all the years I worked for my entire LIFE!
I am just so pleased and happy to not be a part of those crooks anymore!
And that includes the Interim Treasurer, the self-called Bishop James Alan Wilkowski. He's all tied up, apparently, and not responding with the required funds. Except by sending comments to this blog under the moniker: "HONEST". If in fact you were honest, Jim, you would have made certain I received a check BEFORE 30JUN2010, to cover monies I put out in late 2008 and in 2009. Scammer!
ToniDuncan, a Rogers Park Chamber of Commerce Board member, has not respnded on her blog, www.howardwatchers.blogspot.com
So. Bill, you've run out of friends...you had a great one here until you effed with me...and now you owe the world...for your dog.
Hmmm, hmmm, hmmm, maybe your dear friend Barry can help you now?