Thursday, June 29, 2006


Somewhere under there is Roger Dier.

Today's random douchebag of the day is Roger Dier, a California man who had 1,300 rats removed from his home by Animal Control. He initially bought some as pets, then they bred and bred and bred--like rats.

The story is unbelievable:

"I did not set out to do this," he told the newspaper. "I do acknowledge irresponsibility and there's a case for laziness, denial, incompetence and just plain foolishness."

"It was this force of nature that overwhelmed me," he said.

It started four years ago when Dier bought a baby rat to feed his pet Indian python, he told the newspaper. When he saw the creature squeaking for its life, he did not have the heart to let it become a snack, he said.

"I couldn't stand it," he said. "I took the rat out of the cage and got to know it."

After that, Dier was hooked on the rodents, which he described as gentle, lovable and an endless source of entertainment. He later bought four more at the pet store -- but did not think to spay or neuter them, the paper reported.

Dier's house in a quiet middle-class neighborhood in Petaluma reeks of urine, and the floor is covered with the feed mixed with rat droppings, and gnawed walls, according to The Press Democrat.

When animal control officers arrived after a neighbor called about a foul smell, they found some rats stacked six deep in cages so overcrowded that many had missing eyes and limbs.

What the fuck was this asshole thinking? What douchebag what want to have a rat as a pet, much less several? What douchebag would expect the rats to not multiply?

What fucking pig would live in a house smelling like urine and have rat shit all over the place? He says he was lonely. Get a real pet, then, like a dog. He says he was lazy. No, lazy is not doing your laundry, not living in a sewer. He says he was depressed. So, filling your house with vermon gave you some kind of pleasure? There are plenty of drugs--illegal and legal--which could have helped you out.

He says he took the first rat out of the cage and "got to know it." What did it tell you, douchebag? That its parents abandoned it? Did it want to get out of the sewer and start a new life? I don't have to get to know a rat to know its a disgusting, vile creature that seeks to multiply incessantly. Nobody had to squeak that into my ear.

And taxpayer money was used to get rid of them. Roger Dier, you are my Random Douchebag of the Day.