Doctor dies in boyfriend's chimney...

[Hannathy]

Has anyone thought that he may not have put her in the chimney BUT he may not have got her help to get out! In other words how do we know he had already left the house before she got stuck?

Just a thought.

 

[terri01p]

 

[ilovepcot]

Has anyone thought that he may not have put her in the chimney BUT he may not have got her help to get out! In other words how do we know he had already left the house before she got stuck?

Just a thought.

I agree because there was mention that a neighbor, perhaps kids in neighborhood...don't recall the details, heard faint cries for help but were unsure exactly what they were hearing or where it was coming from. If her cries for help were heard from passersby, couldn't the boyfriend have heard them from inside the house?

 

[a1tinkfans]

Very Sad and Very Disturbing....Rational Behavior and Excessive Alcohol Consumption normally yield Bad Results! (if what they are now reporting is accurate that she was intoxicated!) So Sad!

 

[5forDiz]

This is so sad. It sounds like there were obviously problems and arguing going on and then after one to many drinks she went over to his house. She was not thinking clearly. I'm sure her emotions combined with the alcohol some how made her decide that the chimney sounded like a brilliant idea.

It is very sad. I can't imagine how much alcohol one needs to consume to be so out of control to decide that climbing a ladder,pulling chimney cap & climbing in is best way to break into house.

 

[Mom2Angels]

I agree because there was mention that a neighbor, perhaps kids in neighborhood...don't recall the details, heard faint cries for help but were unsure exactly what they were hearing or where it was coming from. If her cries for help were heard from passersby, couldn't the boyfriend have heard them from inside the house?

From what I read he left the house and didn't return till the next day, it was around 110 here last week, so with the heat and being compressed in that small space, she probably didn't live very long once she was stuck.

 

[Imzadi]

It is extremely hard to get a lifeless body up a ladder to the roof and then drop it in. The body is total dead weight.

You mean..."I imagine it is extremely" etc etc...right? Whimper.

Err, umm. . . Oops!. . . I'm not saying anything more.

This is so sad. It sounds like there were obviously problems and arguing going on and then after one to many drinks she went over to his house. She was not thinking clearly. I'm sure her emotions combined with the alcohol some how made her decide that the chimney sounded like a brilliant idea.

He probably arranged to meet her in a bar, so he could break up with her in a public place. (There was a recent thread where we suggested this to another DISer. . . who hasn't been back since she was supposed to talk to him. ) He might have even told her there was someone else.

She stayed and kept drinking after he left.

Only, when she's had several too many, she turned into a mean, irrational drunk like Mel Gibson, and went after her ex.

Has anyone thought that he may not have put her in the chimney BUT he may not have got her help to get out! In other words how do we know he had already left the house before she got stuck?

Just a thought.

Do you really think that if you're (now)-ex showed up drunk, in a violent rage, and like Mel Gibson, is screaming to put you in with the bed with the roses, and is literally trying to break in the door with a shovel, that you'd hang around? Even if you heard her yelling for help from the other room, or more likely, thought she was still outside as her voice is muffled by bricks, would you think, "Oh she's stuck in the chimney?"

I might think, "She hurt herself, falling over the shovel in that drunken stupor. But if I go in there, she's liable to get up & go after me with that shovel."

Even Tiger Woods ran into his car to escape when Elin ran after him, smashing the car windows with a golf club as he was leaving. That is not a shovel. He was in a big hurry to escape.

It is very sad. I can't imagine how much alcohol one needs to consume to be so out of control to decide that climbing a ladder,pulling chimney cap & climbing in is best way to break into house.

Ask Mel Gibson.

Or alcoholic, talk show host, Craig Ferguson. He's been sober for 14 years, but has openly said many times that he used to turn into a raging drunk, and got into many bar brawls, breaking up the places.

 

[dispor]

I am not saying this in any way to be mean - but does anyone else think she looks somewhat "transgender" in that picture? Something about the eyebrows... I don't know what it is. And then I started thinking that many women wouldn't dream of climbing up onto a roof and removing a chimney cap...

As for the purse, perhaps it was sitting in her car, and a passerby saw it in an unlocked car and decided to try to steal it. Did it ever say if anything was missing from the purse?

 

[Hannathy]

Do you really think that if you're (now)-ex showed up drunk, in a violent rage, and like Mel Gibson, is screaming to put you in with the bed with the roses, and is literally trying to break in the door with a shovel, that you'd hang around? Even if you heard her yelling for help from the other room, or more likely, thought she was still outside as her voice is muffled by bricks, would you think, "Oh she's stuck in the chimney?"

I might think, "She hurt herself, falling over the shovel in that drunken stupor. But if I go in there, she's liable to get up & go after me with that shovel."

Even Tiger Woods ran into his car to escape when Elin ran after him, smashing the car windows with a golf club as he was leaving. That is not a shovel. He was in a big hurry to escape.

Well there is 2 ways to look at that:

1 if you are in fear for your life or safety you leave BUT you either go back with someone to see if you did hear her crying for help OR you call the authorities to go check. (what most of us would do I hope)

2 or if you are evil you smile to yourself and leave the house knowing you hear her crying for help and leave on a trip. Then you sing her praises when her body is found. (sadly what some people in this world are capable of doing)

 

[ilovepcot]

From what I read he left the house and didn't return till the next day, it was around 110 here last week, so with the heat and being compressed in that small space, she probably didn't live very long once she was stuck.

True.

 

[Poohbear123]

The Boyfriend in this tragic situation, has the SAME NAME as my DH! How eerie is that?

 

[Tiggeroo]

It still sounds suspicious to me. I hope the autopsy and investigation are very thorough.

 

[Imzadi]

Well there is 2 ways to look at that:

1 if you are in fear for your life or safety you leave BUT you either go back with someone to see if you did hear her crying for help OR you call the authorities to go check. (what most of us would do I hope)

2 or if you are evil you smile to yourself and leave the house knowing you hear her crying for help and leave on a trip. Then you sing her praises when her body is found. (sadly what some people in this world are capable of doing)

Maybe he didn't think it was life threatening? She was already being overly dramatic, using the shovel to break in. He could have thought she was doing it as a ruse, to get him to come into the room.

Then Whack!

Plus, he did go the next day with someone to check out the house, when she didn't show up for work.

The Boyfriend in this tragic situation, has the SAME NAME as my DH! How eerie is that?

Are the "other woman" that this man probably fessed up to seeing? If I found out the guy I was seeing was secretly married all this time, I imagine, I'd chase after him with a shovel too.

 

[stevenpensacola]

Had she not ever read the story of The Three Little Pigs?

If you go down the chimney, nothing awaits you but a pot of boiling water...
she should have found herself a big, bad wolf who could have

huffed...

and...

puffed...

and...

blew the house down...

unless it was brick...then she'd have a problem.

"The Wolf's Side of the Story"

SOMERSET PA (AP) -- A. Wolf took the stand today in his own defense. This shocked and stunned the media who predicted that he would not testify in the brutal double murder trial. A. Wolf is accused of killing (and eating) The First Little Pig, and The Second Little Pig. This criminal trial is expected to be followed by a civil trial to be brought by the surviving Third Little Pig. The case has been characterized as a media circus.

His testimony is transcribed below:

"Everybody knows the story of the Three Little Pigs. Or at least they think they do. But I'll let you in on a little secret. Nobody knows the real story, because nobody has ever heard my side of the story. I'm Alexander T. Wolf. You can call me Al. I don't know how this whole Big Bad Wolf thing got started, but it's all wrong. Maybe it's because of our diet. Hey, it's not my fault wolves eat cute little animals like bunnies and sheep and pigs. That's just the way we are. If cheeseburgers were cute, folks would probably think you were Big and Bad too. But like I was saying, the whole big bad wolf thing is all wrong. The real story is about a sneeze and a cup of sugar.

THIS IS THE REAL STORY.

Way back in Once Upon a Time time, I was making a birthday cake for my dear old granny. I had a terrible sneezing cold. I ran out of sugar. So I walked down the street to ask my neighbor for a cup of sugar. Now this neighbor was a pig. And he wasn't too bright either. He had built his whole house out of straw. Can you believe it? I mean who in his right mind would build a house of straw? So of course the minute I knocked on the door, it fell right in. I didn't want to just walk into someone else's house. So I called, "Little Pig, Little Pig, are you in?" No answer. I was just about to go home without the cup of sugar for my dear old granny's birthday cake.

That's when my nose started to itch. I felt a sneeze coming on. Well I huffed. And I snuffed. And I sneezed a great sneeze.

And you know what? The whole darn straw house fell down. And right in the middle of the pile of straw was the First Little Pig - dead as a doornail. He had been home the whole time. It seemed like a shame to leave a perfectly good ham dinner lying there in the straw. So I ate it up. Think of it as a cheeseburger just lying there. I was feeling a little better. But I still didn't have my cup of sugar . So I went to the next neighbor's house. This neighbor was the First Little Pig's brother. He was a little smarter, but not much. He has built his house of sticks. I rang the bell on the stick house. Nobody answered. I called, "Mr. Pig, Mr. Pig, are you in?" He yelled back."Go away wolf. You can't come in. I'm shaving the hairs on my shinny chin chin."

I had just grabbed the doorknob when I felt another sneeze coming on. I huffed. And I snuffed. And I tried to cover my mouth, but I sneezed a great sneeze.

And you are not going to believe this, but the guy's house fell down just like his brother's. When the dust cleared, there was the Second Little Pig - dead as a doornail. Wolf's honor. Now you know food will spoil if you just leave it out in the open. So I did the only thing there was to do. I had dinner again. Think of it as a second helping. I was getting awfully full. But my cold was feeling a little better. And I still didn't have that cup of sugarr for my dear old granny's birthday cake. So I went to the next house. This guy was the First and Second Little Pig's brother. He must have been the brains of the family. He had built his house of bricks. I knocked on the brick house. No answer. I called, "Mr Pig, Mr. Pig, are you in?" And do you know what that rude little porker answered? "Get out of here, Wolf. Don't bother me again."
Talk about impolite! He probably had a whole sackful of sugar. And he wouldn't give me even one little cup for my dear sweet old granny's birthday cake. What a pig!

I was just about to go home and maybe make a nice birthday card instead of a cake, when I felt my cold coming on. I huffed And I snuffed. And I sneezed once again.

Then the Third Little Pig yelled, " And your old granny can sit on a pin!" Now I'm usually a pretty calm fellow. But when somebody talks about my granny like that, I go a Little crazy. When the cops drove up, of course I was trying to break down this Pig's door. And the whole time I was huffing and puffing and sneezing and making a real scene.

The rest as they say is history.

The news reporters found out about the two pigs I had for dinner. They figured a sick guy going to borrow a cup of sugar didn't sound very exciting.

So they jazzed up the story with all of that "Huff and puff and blow your house down"



And they made me the Big Bad Wolf. That's it The real story. I was framed. "

But maybe you could loan me a cup of sugar ?

THE TRUE STORY OF THE THREE LITTLE PIGS! AS TOLD TO JON SCIESZKA ILLUSTRATED BY LANE SMITH, Published by: VIKING, 375 Hudson Street New York NY10014, 1989