Noticing a "For Rent" sign on a vacant farmhouse near Chicago's suburban Deerfield, a passerby stopped in to look around. In the backyard he heard feeble whimpers coming from a little shack, smashed a window. Braving a nauseous stench, he crawled inside, found six Scotch terriers huddled in a corner. Obviously near death from stifling and starvation, the six little dogs were rotting bags of bones, their teeth and gums infected, their bodies covered with shiny black spots where their hair had fallen off.
Hard by the farm was Mrs. Irene Castle McLaughlin's...
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