SAN ANGELO, TX— A San Angelo man has been indicted after robbing, kidnapping, and assaulting a couple over a cat.
Daniel Betell, 19, has been indicted by a Tom Green County grand jury on two counts of aggravated robbery, two counts of aggravated kidnapping with a deadly weapon, and one count of burglary of a habitation.
According to court documents, on Dec. 21, 2024, a San Angelo police officer was dispatched to the 5800 block of Sherwood Way regarding a robbery. When the officer arrived, she learned from the victim that an alleged robbery occurred at Raintree Apartments, located at 2228 Valleyview Boulevard.
Field interviews were conducted with the victim and a witness.
In the interview with the victim, she stated that on the day of the incident, she received a phone call from the defendant, identified as Betell, that he wanted to get a cat from her. Betell told the victim that he would break into her apartment to get the cat.
Later that day, the victim picked up the witness from work and dropped him off at the apartment. Shortly after, she received a text message from the witness telling her to come home. Once the victim arrived and walked into the apartment, she observed the witness sitting in a chair. Betell came from around a corner and threw her over the couch. He began asking where the cat was.
Betell demanded her phone and made her give him her password. The victim also noticed that Betell had a knife. She refused to tell him where the cat was, but Betell held the knife to the witness’s throat, saying it was him or the cat. This made the victim tell Betell that the cat was with her sister at her grandmother’s house.
Betell said that if the two told anyone what happened, he would have someone murder the victim’s family.
The victim and witness, under threat from Betell, drove to the house where the cat was located. Betell was texting the victim’s sister, telling her to bring the cat outside. He also told the victim and witness to act normally. While driving, Betell told the two that he had a gun and if they did anything “funny,” he would shoot them.
Once they had the cat, the three drove back to the apartment. Once inside, Betell began picking up Christmas gifts and demanded to know what they were. He allegedly only took a gift that was a cat bed. Betell also took the victim’s television.
When the witness was interviewed, his statement matched what the victim told the investigator, but he also added that Betell gathered items from the apartment in a trash bag and that he stated, “I didn’t even want to rob y’all, but you know what, when in Rome.”
The witness also added that when he answered the door before the victim came back, Betell lunged at him, grabbed his throat, and began punching him in the stomach. He pushed the witness against a mirror, which caused him to fall into a trash can and break a vase. The investigator observed injuries on the witness that were consistent with his statement.
On Dec. 31, 2024, the investigator spoke with another individual who said he spoke with Betell about six days after the incident on FaceTime. He observed that Betell had a black eye and asked him what happened. Betell said that he did not trust the person, and only that he had “got into it” with the witness. He also said that he barely touched the victim and said that no knife was involved.
Betell was arrested on Jan. 29, 2025, and is currently an inmate in the Tom Green County Jail, being held on a $280,000 bond.
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Listed By: Wiley Coyote
Come here, kitty kitty, i want to be your friend(:(:(:
Send this punk to EL SALVADOR!!
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PermalinkListed By: Rita Repulsa
What, in all of (upper?) middle-class, overly domesticated Caucasity is going on here?
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Must be a damn fine cat.
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PermalinkListed By: Old Buffalo Hunter
I heard a story very similar to this one except it was the cat that shot the assailant and surrendered to a K9 SWAT Team.
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PermalinkListed By: Rita Repulsa
That wasn't just "a cat." That was my brother. Adopted, of course, but still my family.
My family found him one fateful night when we stopped to investigate a mysterious light flickering in the woods, visible from the highway on our way back from Winters. We speculated it might have been a helicopter, but whatever it was had ascended and vanished into the night before we could reach the landing spot. When we arrived, we discovered my brother—short, furry, long-tailed, and, astonishingly, a cat.
From the moment we brought him home, we were captivated by his intelligence and remarkable powers of elocution, even though he suffered from amnesia. He was still very young, and my parents, drawn to his charm and potential, decided to adopt him. After a series of tests, we were astounded to learn that his score was at genius level. He began high school, and within a year, he was accepted into an Ivy League college on a prestigious scholarship.
That's when the government called. Military intelligence wanted to recruit my brother, intrigued by his unique background. We shared what little we knew, and after that, my brother disappeared into the shadows for years. Nearly a decade passed, and suddenly, the story of the cat shooter erupted across the news. When I saw those slitted green eyes and tabby stripes on the screen, I felt a chill run down my spine—I knew it was him.
Driven by a mix of fear and determination, I delved into independent research and uncovered a harrowing truth: my brother had infiltrated a designated terrorist group in the Middle East and had been captured by Mossad. There were whispers that he was an American plant, but the agency tortured him mercilessly regardless. He eventually returned to the States, a shell of his former self, haunted by the specters of PTSD. That's when the shootout occurred.
The details of what transpired afterward remain shrouded in mystery, but it seems some sort of legal intervention took place, cloaked in secrecy. For reasons unknown, this final trauma rendered him effectively mute, reduced to only feline squeaks and mews, as if the very essence of his sapience had been stripped away. He began to roam the streets, naked and vulnerable, with nothing but his fur to shield him, rummaging through garbage bins for scraps of food and fleeting moments of solace.
The last time I saw my brother, he was perched atop an abandoned house, silhouetted against the moonlit sky, screaming into the night as if trying to pierce the veil of silence that surrounded him. In that moment, I felt the weight of a world that remains utterly deaf to his plight, a world that has forgotten the child who had once been so full of promise, now reduced to a mere shadow of his former self, lost in the echoes of a life that had spiraled into chaos.
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