Woman Shot Husband Dead for Beating a Cat

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Mary Harrison, 47, shot her husband Dexter Harrison, 49, on
Saturday morning after he beat their cat.
She told police in Dallas that they had been arguing after she
found he had been abusing the animal.
Evening Standard reports that Mr Harrison was pronounced dead
shortly after arrival at Presbyterian Hospital in Dallas, Texas.
His wife was arrested and is currently being held on a $100,000
(£74,899) bail.
According to Dallas Fort Worth CBS Local, neighbours said that the
couple and their two sons had moved into the apartment a few
months ago.
They said that the family’s cat had recently gone missing and the
wife was seen distributing signs around the neighbourhood.
According to residents, the cat eventually returned.
In a statement, Dallas Police Department said: “Dallas Police
responded to a shooting call at 13217 Fall Manor Drive.
“Upon arrival, they were met by the suspect, Mary Harrison, a 47-
year-old white female, who reported that she had shot her
husband, Dexter Harrison, a 49-year-old black male, during an
argument, as he was beating the family cat.
“The victim was transported to Presbyterian Hospital in Dallas,
where he was pronounced deceased. The suspect was transported
to Dallas Police headquarters and was interviewed by detectives
with the Homicide Unit.
“Harrison was provided with a Miranda warning and voluntarily
waived those rights by agreeing to speak with detectives.
“During the course of the interview, she admitted to her role in the
offence and confessed to shooting the victim. She has been
arrested and placed in Lew Sterrett Jail for Murder.”







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