Before the story was written, the narrator made it very clear that he was expected to die the following day and wanted to have a chance to tell his story before he passed. As I said once before, the narrator is a die heart animal lover and his favorite pet is his cat Pluto. Once alcohol entered into his life, Pluto was taken out. Someone, such as an alcoholic would have to be completely and utterly insane to do the actions that the narrator did. “One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree;-hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bittersweet remorse at my heart;-hung it because I knew that it had loved me, and because I knew that in doing so I was committing sin…” At this point, the effects of killing Pluto is more of selflessness, than guilt. The narrator could care less about the cat, he more so killed Pluto just because he
Before the story was written, the narrator made it very clear that he was expected to die the following day and wanted to have a chance to tell his story before he passed. As I said once before, the narrator is a die heart animal lover and his favorite pet is his cat Pluto. Once alcohol entered into his life, Pluto was taken out. Someone, such as an alcoholic would have to be completely and utterly insane to do the actions that the narrator did. “One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree;-hung it with the tears streaming from my eyes, and with the bittersweet remorse at my heart;-hung it because I knew that it had loved me, and because I knew that in doing so I was committing sin…” At this point, the effects of killing Pluto is more of selflessness, than guilt. The narrator could care less about the cat, he more so killed Pluto just because he