Semi-Grimdark PoFG story

>You're an officer with the Office for Human Rights Abuses (OHRA)
>An agency which is effectively a branch of the police force at this point
>The OHRA came about after a series of political struggles spanning many decades
>Struggles which began after leading Biologists and Veternarians made various discoveries about humans
>That their domestication as pets could be taken a step further
>Humans could be tought basic language skills amongst other things
>After this was realised, various pressure groups formed demanding the government change its outlook on 'Human Rights'
>Long story short, decades of on and off protest eventually led to the election of a 'pro-human'government
>A government that sought to expand the rights of humans and severely punish those who were found to be abusing humans
>Some say they go too far, others not far enough, same old shit really
>You joined because you did always have an affection for humans, those adorable little bastards
>Even though you never found one that you felt would suit you, let alone afford one
>But why should you piss on everyone elses parade?


>Being an arm of the police meant that you got lamped with criminal report cases concerning the mistreatment of humans
>As well as general tip offs from members of the public about more typical stuff; Low level abuse, strays etc.
>Honestly though, you've seen some shit during your time with the force
>Human 'puppy' farms get you the most
>Honestly, the first time you busted one of those it was hardly a small deal
>it was your first big assignment
>You and your team had worked night and day, pulled every contact and worked every favour to find where a reported human farming operation was taking place
>Stories of similar past exploits from co-workers did nothing to prepare you for the grim reality
>The 'farmers' had been operating out of a series of houses in one of the outlying suburbs
>It was quite an expansive location, the adjoining walls of several terrace houses were knocked through to create one large area, where the farm was based
>Still, you weren't quite prepared for the misery
>It was dispicable
>The stench was awful
>It was a textbook operation, humans of various breeds kept in cages, the young separated from their biological parents
>Most of the humans were malnourished, some appeared diseased
>You rushed outside and vomited
>The 'farmers' were all declared guilty, each of them got 20 years
>Most of the healthy humans rescued from the battery farm were sent to new owners
>You just wish there was a way to stop this shit from happening in the first place
>You always seem to get there too late

>Another more recent escapade involved what was believed to be a typical abuse call out
>Someone had complained that their neighbour was abusing his human, we had to go and check things out.
>Upon arriving at the house, we could hear screaming coming from the inside
>This automatically gives us due cause to force entry into the house
>So we put a boot in the door
>The abuser, a Leopard in his late 40s
>Had broken both legs of his human just before we'd arrived, just from his body language you could tell he was drunk
>After we subdued and cuffed him, the situation took its toll on one of the younger members of the team
>A young zebra, fresh out of University, looking to make a difference in the world
>He just snapped at the sight of the human, lying there on the living room rug in abject agony
>He proceeded to kick the Leopard's chest
>He kicked him a fair few times actually
>We eventually had to pull him off the guy, otherwise he wouldn't have been fit to stand trial
>The leopard received a hefty sentence, and the young fella got a pat on the back and some counselling (Disguised as a slap on the wrist for 'Excessive use of force')


>Its honestly the kind of job that makes you wonder
>Do we really deserve humans? Do we deserve their unwavering loyalty? Their bright eyes and toothy smiles?
>Most of us do
>You're there to arrest those who don't