I took Nimbus to the SPCA Saturday AM for cremation as I didn't want him in a bag in my freezer until Monday when vets would be open.
They asked what happened and because I never even thought I was in the wrong, I told them. So I'll call it self inflicted.
Aside from the constable at my door whom I spoke with for 10 minutes and she mentioned possible charges and I told her, "You weren't there. You have no idea how much we loved that cat. You have no idea how much he loved us. And you have no idea what exactly we were confronted with because my description doesn't do it justice. It was horrible. Worst things I've ever seen or done. With my own 2 fucking hands. And I will remember the sights and sounds of it forever. Now please go away. I don't need this and I have to go pick up my son in 10 minutes."
Haven't heard since.