Jurgen shook free of the dog’s steel-trap grip and tossed it over the cliff. For a moment, he felt guilty; then he cleansed the useless emotions from his mind.
They were coming, with guns and flashlights.
If the animal shelter would not give him a pet, he would take one.
It could have turned into a much grislier story, with the substitution of “take” for “make”. I like your softer version more.
That would definitely be a different story, then! :)