Free-agent pitcher Sam Dyson has accepted a suspension for the entire 2021 season for violating MLB’s joint domestic violence, sexual assault and child abuse policy, the league announced Friday.
“Having reviewed all of the available evidence, I have concluded that Mr. Dyson violated our policy and that discipline is appropriate,” commissioner Rob Manfred said in the release.
Dyson, 32, last pitched in the majors for the Minnesota Twins in 2019. The allegations were brought to light by his ex-girlfriend, Alexis Blackburn, in an Instagram post posing as her cat late that year. “I don’t have to worry about getting hurt because of anger or control,” the post read. “I don’t have to be scared of yelling and things being hurled at mom and me.”
MLB opened an investigation after the post, and Dyson hasn’t pitched since the allegations came to light.
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1. Mayor Blomberg Posted: March 05, 2021 at 09:14 PM (#6007811)I don’t want to make too much light of this but....”in an Instagram post posing as her cat” is the type of thing that teenage me would be fascinated is something I understand.
Apparently he was abusive toward the cat as well, which is completely unforgivable.
I generally think my generation catches too much unnecessary flak, but social media accounts "belonging" to pets or toddlers is one of the more self-absorbed trends I can recall emerging from social media.
I’m convinced that 50% of Instagram is just different cats following each other.
Man, 43rd worst monster now.
I'm willing to live with that if we can get rid of all the cats. But look, I don't want to be cruel; we don't need to kill them. Just have Elon Musk build them a giant space station and send them to colonize some other planet. I'll be long dead before they evolve enough to return and wipe out humanity.
10,000 years of guarding mankind's grain from rats, and that's the thanks they get.
not understanding something shouldn't lead to "let's get rid of it."
embrace the pathways that can lead you to a heightened awareness of this world.
:)
And they're lucky to get that much. Good riddance. We have terriers who can do that job now.
Dogs are servile.
Perhaps we should discuss mosquitos and gnats.
*I had to type that, or the 9 felines with whom I share my household would make me bitterly regret it.
**Yes, I could check Google, but what's the fun in that?
the guy not only could solve the issue within one show, but he's hardly the only one who could have.
understanding cats - that is a science. you have to figure out what makes them tick.
we had a male cat who was somewhat dog-like in his loyalty to me. I accepted this on his terms. it's not that typical for a cat to line up eagerly at the front door at the typical hour that his "master" arrives home, but we rolled with that.
his sister - another story. she was high-strung, for some reason, and required more analysis. along the lines of the old saying, “If you love somebody, let them go - for if they return, they were always yours. If they don't, they never were.”
so she was granted her space, out of respect.
soon enough, she kneaded me - literally. several times a day, she would come over and do that alternating-pawing thing. that opened the door for some petting (wait, this is starting to read a little - odd.)
Now I just find dogs stupid and needy...I mostly pity them, so long as I can do so from a distance.
On the other hand, I have a deep respect for cats. Their complete disdain for me is convincing evidence of their intelligence and discernment. A good rule of thumb I apply to humans as well.
Oh man, I was TERRIFIED of dogs as a kid too. The people across the street had a german shepherd named Rebel and the town had a 7 to 7 leash law. The dogs could be off leash at 7PM. The dog was perfectly friendly but all I saw was teeth. Anyway I would be playing at my friends house up the street but at like 6:50 I'd haul ass back to my house. More than a few times I got there a bit after 7 so there would be what I can only imagine was the very entertaining site of a hysterical 9 year old sprinting across his lawn yelling "OPEN THE DOOR OPEN THE DOOR" being chased by a barking german shepherd.
Did not like that dog.
Fearing dogs is completely rational. There are a lot of mean and badly behaved ones and they're very strong.
I get there is a lot of fun in this thread but I hear this stuff a lot and...I just don't get it. I love a good dog or cat. But I've met enough who were a pain in the ass and people still cooed over them.
I mean, I could probably understand a psychopath, too, and learn to live with him. But why?
People are easier, and we still need psychologists and psychiatrists.
Fearing dogs is completely rational. There are a lot of mean and badly behaved ones and they're very strong.
I mean, I get this, and I get it about wolves and bears, but domesticated dogs? Your statement is true about people, too, but I don't think you'd say "Fearing people is completely rational", at least as a default emotional response.
You have to watch them though, they are tricky buggers. I was on a walk last weekend and a cat trotted up the sidewalk towards me to greet me. I bet he was after my wallet.
You just can't help injecting politics into the thread, I see.
Known as kneading, I believe.
In general, I suspect so, but my late, great Shih-Tzu, Casey, won my heart by being very catlike in his relative aloofness.
I am not scared of wildlife at all. Only the rarest wild animal, including semi-acclimated urban wildlife, will do anything but run away if it sees a human. Domestic dogs are obviously much nicer to people on the whole but they can also be aggressive toward people if they perceive a threat to their territory; that's part of domestication of many breeds and the training of some individual dogs.
I don't think domesticated dogs and people are equally aggressive toward strangers. I've never been attacked by a stranger for walking by myself, but I sure as #### had a dog do that to me.
Which is far, far more respectful than cats' desire to murder you and everyone you love, if they can be bothered to care.
Dogs, I get. They enjoy food and a good back rub, and are grateful for them. Cats enjoy...well, nothing, really, inasmuch as they are demons sent to torment us.
As long as you're prepared to open doors on demand and use can openers (or tear open bags) they will agree to grace your general area.
Some even like you enough to bring presents.
That's fair. I do think there is murderous intent down there, latent in the cold lump of ice and hairball that passes for their heart, but they are mostly too lazy to act on it.
That's their job. If you don't want them to kill, keep them inside. That's what we do; it's safer for the cat.
If we still relied on food we had to grow and store ourselves, you'd be very, very happy with their rodent killing tendencies.
Our cat used to be a stray and was pretty standoffish when we first adopted him. Now, however, he greets us at the door when we come home, wants to sleep next to us on the bed, and will fall asleep on my chest when I’m reading on the couch.
He still does have that hunter instinct. The couple of times we have had mice in our home, he caught them quite easily.
(RMc reaches down to scratch his cat's belly)
The ferals I feed, get neutered, etc. are so ####### spoiled that I've seen them lie back a few feet away & idly gaze at birds pecking at their food in the backyard.
The insiders are all former ferals, either from my own colony (split into two camps -- the ones in back rarely invade the front yard & vice versa) or brought to me from elsewhere. One in particular is very affectionate, though from what I've read that just means he's particularly eager to mark me as his own.
When I had mice in the house a few years back, the cats (not sure how many I had back then -- no more than 3, if that) were about as useful as mounds of dirt.
please reread the last paragraph of Post 18 for the Easter egg.
:)
I once got home to find those same two cats sleeping on the living room couch - no surprise there.
then I go into the kitchen and notice - um, two starlings flying around. they had gotten in through an unshuttered chimney, which was located in ... the living room.
I guess starlings - think of a crow's slightly smaller brother - are big enough that for these cats, the primal instinct to kill birds yields to pragmatism. so back to snoring it was.
I opened the kitchen door to the backyard, and one of them quickly seized the escape opportunity. the dumb one didn't do as well, even with the, well, "free bird" cawing at him in what seemed to be a geolocation effort. It took a broomstick and some confused flight to finally get rid of the damn thing.
we also had field mice in that house once (all could have been Stuart Little stunt doubles), and the female delighted in grabbing 'em in her mouth and dashing up the stairs with them. she probably had some sort of a hidden torture chamber on that floor. the male cat just watched the mice run around (pro tip: the mousetraps work best with a spot of peanut butter. the mice can't resist.)
My cats have killed exactly nothing. My neighbors, who are domesticated and well fed nevertheless hunt and fish, or as the author says, they are serial thrill killers.
- YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS
but my dad can keep his cat until he dies and he's like 12 so that should be pretty soon
cats bite and scratch people who are not bothering them. even their owners.
terriers are much better rodent killers and they don't bite and scratch their people. know someone who keeps a little terrier in the yard and there are NO rats/mice/squirrels
cats let outside kill birds and baby birds in nests
Dogz don't go outside to have fun killing
i don't let my Dogz attack cats. growl yes. attack, no - they are always on a leash if not in the back yard. but we don't have trouble with cats in the back yard seeing as how they never know if there will be a Dog coming thru the Dog door. only Dog i ever had who didn't loathe cats was Jana Brattain Dog and god love her she was dumber than 10
nevermind
Rubbish
OK, to Explain, one of my girls had what turned out to be IBD, and I took her to emergency at about 1 am. The vet had to express her anal glands. I said if it would hurt I'd give her my finger to gnaw on. The vet said, No, you don't want to do that.
Yes, I did, and so I did. Vet asked afterwards to see my figure. There were pressure indentations but no broken skin; it was a deal we'd had for years.
i have had 2 interactions with cats. the first one i was 3 and at someone's house with my mama and i didn't even know the cat was in the house and it jumped out at me from behind something and sank its fangs in my ankle then vanished. i screamed in terror for a long time. the second time i was older and at someone else's house and their mom insisted i pet their cat which i didn't wanna do and finally i kind of slowly reached out to pet the cat on its head and fast as a snake it bit me hard on the soft part of the hand where the thumb is and as i was screaming the mom sez - it's just a "love nip". i screamed for a long time. not cried, screamed. i guess cat bites don't look as bad as they really are but my hand got all infected and i had to go get some shots which hurt a lot - that i remember
and since then i get shut of cats.
and i've never bitten back
I can understand people who have never had cats being more wary around them -- it can take longer to earn their trust and they're not immediately affectionate towards strangers. But they will grow on you. I was never a cat person until I got married, then we adopted a pair of them.
funny thing is that i actually was the one who rescued my daddy's cat, not that i knew they were gonna keep him for more than the weekend. but that's another story
I've never really had a bad experience with a dog as a child, but never liked being around them particularly. Then in my early 20s, close friends adopted the most velcro black lab I've ever seen, and my mindset switched 180 degrees in a short space of time. My wife's to-get list now consists of at least two large dogs (one diabetic alert dog), a cat or two, at least one snake, and a number of ferrets that only resolves confidently into an integer when they're all asleep simultaneously.
I didn't know that happened with cats; I always thought they were more likely to bat/claw someone than nip if they were being playful. Having ferrets has somewhat gotten me used to the idea that nipping is a sign of affection, but it really varies with the animal. Several of ours have had extraordinary control to hold/pinch but not bite in the middle of a wardance; one of them was just fundamentally untrustworthy, especially around earlobes. It is startling, either way - they are very, very fast when young.
I was thinking about this and realized I literally have been physically attacked by more stranger humans than stranger dogs. I mean, I suppose per capita it eventually still might end up favoring humans once one dog actually attacks me, but that's never yet happened, and as you can imagine, I'm not the sort who really avoids dog at all and I've made it to 51 without it happening. Between a couple assaults, a couple muggings, and random drunks trying to pick fights, it's currently not a contest.
Dogz don't go outside to have fun killing
I have a rabbit still in my back yard this morning who would have liked you to talk to my dog last night. But he is currently an EX-rabbit. Boo.
I currently have a cat that can be pretty vicious and freaks out when a stranger stays at the house.
Happily, I managed not to develop any fear or dislike of dogs.
When I was a kid, I was chasing my cousin around his house and his dog bit me right on the behind. A few years later, we went back to my cousin’s house, and the dog remembered me. As soon as she saw me she bit me again. Thankfully she was a small dog and neither bite did much damage, but it was still memorable and if we didn’t have our own dog at home it might have caused me to develop a fear of them.
Me too. One human attack (by three strangers) vs. zero dog attacks, and zero cat attacks (stranger or my three). Luckily the human attack was in a bar where I was a regular, so it idn't stay three to one very long.
kind of amusing, her being so territorial like that. sometimes she would stare at my wife with what we called "cougar face" - like you see in the commercials, teeth bared. she never got violent, but whenever I was "free," that's when she came over to do her kneading. I guess she thought I was a cat, or something.
Was it just out of the blue, three guys just started beating on you?
Three guys we doing something (I'd guess drugs) in the men's room. I had to pee bad, and they were holding the door shut, so I started pounding on the door. They finally let go and I walked in. The three of them crowded me, and the middle one throws an ineffective punch. We're all so close together I can't really raise my arms, so I grab the shirt of the guy who threw the punch, and basically dove back through the door (that was luckily still open) pulling him with me. Then like five of my friends, the bouncer and the bartender gave them the bums rush.
Consider yourself lucky you've never been attacked by a dog. I was fortunate it was a relatively small dog, but that SOB was vicious. Dogs and cats may very well be equally likely to attack, but dogs are just better at it.
My favorite, though, is how cats are responsible for birds going on the endangers species list, not habitat destruction by humans. You're right about one thing: cats know who they are. Humans not so much. We fool ourselves despite murder rates, wars, the sort of abuse that this thread began with. And we describe negative human behavior in terms of animals, as if we weren't animals, and among the worst.
What does this mean? Can you make a list of animals, sorted from best to worst?
And a second hand brush with minor fame. Les Emmerson was attacked by a couple of big dogs (owner apparently didn't close the garage properly. Was evidently afraid of them and just tossed food down into the garage. Yeah, I don't get it.) while out walking his dog. He got lucky in that a guy who was a trained dog handler was working at a nearby construction site. He picked up a few cuts but wasn't seriously hurt (unleashed his dog and used the leash to defend himself while his dog stayed and helped fight them off) Got the story from his wife who worked at the same place I did (and was obviously pretty freaked out by the whole situations)
- well, you got a point seeing as how a lot of memories aren't real too reliable so i called my mama and asked her if she remembered me getting bit by a cat. she sez - which time you talking about?
i remembered em both all right. you'd be surprised how well a lot of kidz remember trauma... especially when it is connected with the ER and big painful shots
- toldja
and this is from a cat owner
- have never been attacked by another human. my Dogz prevented that, thank you Dogz. and have never been attacked by a drunken man. or woman. i disbelieve that drunk men, no matter how drunk, just go around punching out some random woman. trying to sexually harass or assault, yes, way too much. drunk women don't go around punching out some random female. or male, for whatever reason. sexually harass or assault, sure
and as much as i love Dogz, the ones who are not specifically trained and guarding a person or house against an intruder who randomly bite people need to be put down. they are not fixable.
i never stop being surprised by the number of people who get big Dogz and then are all indignant when they grow up to be big and either chain them permanently or just lock them in a garage or shed. no wonder the Dogz be crazy. i'm only surprised at how many, once animal control rescues them from he!!, are still nice Dogz who just want an actual home and folk to love
in houston a very significant number of dogs and cats are not vaccinated and not spay/neutered or given heartworm meds every month. between the city and county shelter, umpty thousands of dogz and catz are put down - most all of them not pure breds who get taken there are put down. there are so many they don't publish the actual number it looks so bad
- i do NOT have ailurophobia. that is an "unreasonable" dislike or fear. i have VERY good reasons for fear and i have very good reasons for not liking even though i am now just wary, not afraid
- People (2)
- Dogs (1)
- Cats (0)
The 2 incidents with people both came in my early teens when I used to have to walk through a rough neighborhood on my way to and from school. Both times involved teen gang members surrounding me and punching me several times (also spitting on me and tripping me) for being on their "turf". I've never been in a fight as an adult, although I was challenged to one once by a very drunk homeless man. After a brief exchange to verify he was really asking what I thought he was asking, I politely declined and kept walking.
The dog attack happened about 10 years ago and was luckily mild. I was working at a furniture warehouse and we'd just finished loading up a truck full of defective merchandise to go back to the manufacturer. I went outside to get the driver to sign off on the paperwork and his dog suddenly leapt out from the cab of his truck and bit me on the a$$. It didn't break the skin or rip my pants, so I didn't bother going to the doctor or filing a complaint. That said, I've had plenty of angry dogs leap at me with obvious bloodlust in their eyes just for walking past their owners homes, so I have no idea how many times I would have been bitten if those dogs weren't on a leash or if there wasn't a chain link fence between us.
I've never been attacked by someone else's cat (or strays). My cats (especially as kittens) used to leap from hiding and "attack" my feet in a playful manner, especially when I was wearing loose socks (their favorite toy). We did have one bad tempered cat that would bite and scratch pretty regularly, but he'd never seek people out just to attack them, so I wouldn't classify his violence as "unprovoked". He'd only bite if you tried to pet him when he wasn't in the mood, and even then he'd growl and hiss first to let you know to back off. If you kept trying to sneak in a pat after that, it was your own damn fault.
Lisa, BARC achieved no-kill status in 2018; that doesn't count euthanasia, which I find much preferable to long-term suffering.
Two of mine came from BARC. One is still with me. When younger she loved to sit atop doors and bop me on the head when I'd walk by. The other one I have at the moment likes to pounce -- and deliberately miss the other cat because she knows the other one doesn't like it. It's part of her long-term campaign to turn senior cat into bff. She doesn't even pounce at me, though I do at her.
If you spend the time to train a cat, it's actually easy to get them to understand that they'll have to observe different claw and bite rules than they do with each other. I'm not fooling myself about it. I've been doing it for years.
A colleague told me once that I know more about my cats than most people do about their children. Perhaps because cats are worth getting to know.
i wouldn't stand for having an animal that would bite or scratch or "pounce". my Dogz come when they are called, don't jump on me or anyone else, don't bite, don't counter surf, don't jump on the furniture. (if you came into the house uninvited i would say it wouldn't go real too good for you especially if they thought i was in danger)
mayor, if your cats come when they are called and obey you and don't bite or scratch you, i gotta take mah hat off to you seeing as how you are the only person i know who has managed to do this. my daddy SEZ that louis the cat doesn't scratch him but i'm more sure that my mama didn't and i know fer absolute SHER that their Dog didn't. that cat he got opinions about everything. he don't NEVER shut up. maybe you can train them a little because he learned not to jump up on the bed until after they were asleep and not to never go on my mama's side
after his wife left him (he deserved it) and he was all sulking, my brother got himself 2 long haired cats. lushuus poooosey, he couldn't even train her to use the litter box all the time and the other one, poooosey galore, gave him cat scratch fever. for reals. he quit tellin me all the shtttt he was enduring under their claws and teeth because i'd tell him - you should not have disrespected your wife like you did - then YOU would be gettin petted. but ah digress... they might coulda been cheaper yeah, but i'm not real too sure he was happier. he didn't replace them after they passed
No cat wanting to attack you to do actual harm is going to bother HIDING and jumping out at you. That's play (See Blomberg above).
I want to clarify from above that my only argument is that a DEFAULT fear of domesticated dogs (or cats, sorry Lisa) is not a rational position. ("Fearing dogs is completely rational.") It's a reasonable personal, emotional reaction based on one's history or preferences, sure. But for everyone to be fearful of every pet dog (or cat) as a base emotion is not something I would consider rational.
My cats don't bite or scratch unless you harass them. You're comparing well trained dogs to poorly training cats. Plenty of dogs jump on random people, bite strangers, jump on the furniture or in bed with their owners.
The big difference of course is that even the most vicious cat can't really cause you serious harm, barring an absolute fluke, while plenty of dogs can maim you, and can kill small children.
A lot of dogs - a lot of domesticated dogs, considered loving pets by their owners - are dangerous and badly trained. There is no way to know if a new (to you) dog is a danger or not. Sure, the odds are it isn't. But it's not like 1 in a million. I love dogs. I've been around dogs all my life. Until I know a dog is good, I consider it a threat. I don't run away or scream but I don't just say, hey! a lovely dog and start playing with it. I mean, I usually try to sort it out because, all things considered, I'd like every dog to be my friend. But assuming they are before the relationship is established is foolish.
It usually doesn't take long to figure it out. But a default position of "this dog may hurt me" is rational. It might. And it might in a way that a cat really can't. Cats are great hunters but they're almost always small enough that anyone physically able and above the age of 7 or 8 can fight off. That isn't true of a lot of dogs.
The no cat thing is literally false but generally true.
A cat that is frightened and or riled up can and will hide and if you're unfortunate enough to be walking by could get attacked. Viciously. In those situations you hope to God the cat sees you first and let's out a warning otherwise if you're both surprised by the encounter that cat could very well eff you up.
I had a GF whose family cat was named Spike and didn't like anybody. He just liked being left alone and he wasn't really a pet. He was basically a roommate. He'd hiss, claw, and bite anyone that got too close or if someone found themselves between him and his and his escape route.
It usually doesn't take long to figure it out. But a default position of "this dog may hurt me" is rational.
I get all this, I really do. And perhaps my understanding means I feel like the person is rational, but the position is not. Maybe that's stupid and waffling, I'll grant. But to me a default position of "this person may hurt me" when nothing's happened simply does not seem rational, and I think the same about domesticated dogs.
I mean, some of the signals are so instantaneous it barely counts, as well as personal experience. A raised-hackle, tail-down, thousand-yard stare dog I'll initially be far more careful of than a tail-wagging happy repetitive bark, even if the latter still frightens people.
I guess I also think of it in terms of photographs. If I see a photograph of a massive white Great Pyrenees, "this dog may hurt me" is not what I think about this dog I'm being shown.
In closing, of course I'm goddamned biased, I work for dog rescues. But I've still never been attacked, and I still don't understand the default of being fearful of dogs as a rational position.
I also do not consider "This dog is not a threat" and "this dog is my friend" to be the same thing.
Sooooooomebody doesn't live in the South.
I had one of them. All phone conversations were three way. I'd come home from teaching, put out food, but she'd follow me upstairs to tell me how her day went.
As for scratching, my cat who loves heights once slipped and fell from the top of the shower glass into the tub I was occupying, couldn't get up the side of the tub, so took my leg as an exit route, with claws in.
And that's the cat I class as still not wholly domesticated, though she, like all of them, will greet me at the door when I return and sleep next to me.(Far as I can tell, she's not waiting for me to die and enjoy a meal.)
This is exactly right. Know thy enemy.
Sounds like a lot of you are deluding yourselves about how tame your cats are.
I know my cat is capable of hunting. My point was that we don't give him the opportunity now.
If everyone just let their dogs run loose outside for hours a day I'm sure you'd find that they killed a lot of critters, too.
now, I am an empath and I do understand other sentient beings rather well.
but I mean, I had one girlfriend who had a dog who was bonkers for me from the first time I showed up.
as she got older (the relationship lasted for a few years), she - the dog - would get so ecstatic at my arrival that she'd piss on herself in the living room as she did somersaults.
my ex's parents would look at me. I'd look back and imply, "Um, I'm just standing here. I haven't gotten within 10 feet of the damn dog, so it ain't on me."
another gal had a poodle - not my favorite breed. I was invited into the living room, but my date was still upstairs primping. dog races up to me, so I decide, ok, I'll pick her up and give her a nice belly rub.
my date comes down the stairs and - goes directly into shock. "MOM, YOU HAVE TO SEE THIS...."
so they both come downstairs, and I don't understand the commotion.
turns out this dog - also a female - HATES all men. All of them. all she does is bark menacingly at them, I am told - as the belly rub continues.
funny part is that we never had a dog nor a cat growing up, as several household members were allergic. so I learned none of these 'instincts' from that.
went to a dude ranch once; my wife's friend had two tweenage daughters. I mosey on over near a fence, and a horse gallops up to me immediately.
I had ridden a horse once or twice and been around them a modest bit. but this one seemed smitten. I guessed that petting the side of her head might do the trick - and damned if the horse didn't immediately show her teeth in a true Mr. Ed grin.
don't discount the role of scent in your good and bad experiences with dogs and cats and other animals as well.
the other part is whether you can 'get inside the head' of the animal (or other person) - or if you see nothing but fur and danger.
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