In the loosest sense of the term, I think this guy is trying to be funny - failing, but trying nonetheless.
Given the fact that the guy didn't even spell his handle right, I think he's just some sick kid getting his jollies by upsetting other people. Odds are he can't even handle seeing blood in person, let alone causing the death of something.
How many fur ranches are there in the midwest? Undoubtedly they could find this guy and check his stories. He says he has several in a tub of stuff behind a club, that could be pretty easily checked, I would think, and I can't imagine anyone at that club seriously letting that go by unchecked.
I'm sorry you had to read that, but it would probably be best for you to just ignore it and let this sad little person do the one thing that makes him happy - be a total dipstick.