I knew a woman who had a tragic childhood. Left from birth with a poor grandmother, her own mother retrieved her at age 6 to do housework. The stepfather had 18 children. She told me about her Border Collie and how her father took her and the dog into a field where he made her watch while he shot the dog. She used to visit me. One day she confessed to me how she murdered her mother in law. I knew the mother in law. She was a good woman who should have been loved.