“He checked the silencer on his AR-15 assault rifle...”
Ffffft. With the puff of a pillow falling onto the floor, the dog was mortally wounded, writhing and twitching, its mouth wide open in helpless surprise, its life blood sprayed in a mist onto the pavement and surrounding fences.
Gee, look what I missed by not reading the article.
What poetic language, what picturesque descriptions...
...what a load of bovine excrement.