TrevorNasko
Flashlight Enthusiast
Not really my cat but i was as close or closer to careing about it as anyone.
It started the december of 2001 when a couple kittens would sneak into the back room at work some nights to get warm among the boxes. they never hurt anything they just came to get warm. All during last year they would be in a part of the store's lot and would not let anyone get near them but sometimes ate catfood left for them. I have 2 cats and love cats in general as any cat owner would. These would peer at me as I worked and I enjoyed the antics of the twin kittens.
Today was rainy and miserably cold and windy. As I was doing carts i passed two ladies standing by a van in a parking spot. I was accosted by them and when i came to see how i could help them my attention was directed to the front of the van under which ,to my despair, crouched the female kitten.
She had been hit at the intersection I think and the person who hit her kept driving, not noticing . She then limped across the lot and crawled under the van for shelter, not able to go further. How long in the weather she sat shivering with cold and pain is anyones geuss. With a crushed front paw and leg ,broken back leg and back, internal bleeding and a couple other injurys the i dont have heart to tell she watched a huddled uncaring world walk past without stopping. the ladies owned the van and had cats- they were the only ones who stopped.
Animal control was called (later the cops when noone came) and the ladies went inside to stay warm and I was the only one with her in those last moments of waiting. I built a windsheild from what was handy and knelt and spoke softly to her so that she would not die both unloved and alone. I would wish this done for my cats if this ever happened to them.
You don't know what it is like to watch a animal you are attached to die slowly in a puddle of blood and cold rain. noone stopped to inquire to my astonishment and it seemed as if we were invisable. Aparently my soft words had some effect because ahe relaxed enough to attempt to lick her wounds though she was spitting up blood.
Shortly thereafter the Animal Control lady came and took her to the Good Samaritan Vet nearby. Later a call confirmed my worst fears - they had to put her down.
As if i wasn't gutted enough by this 25 minutes later i went out to do more carts and saw her brother searching in vain for his sister in the rain. That was the last straw- I felt bad enough before but the thought that he was never going to play with his sister again was just to much.
you can be sure my cats got extra lubbins (loving) when i got home.
Yes she was a stray but when you see them all the time and then see such a end as this , well...do you blame me ? And yes every one at work said I was stupid to show any feeling for "some carcass". It wasn't a carcass. she was alive and didn't deserve that fate.
I feel pretty rough right now.
It started the december of 2001 when a couple kittens would sneak into the back room at work some nights to get warm among the boxes. they never hurt anything they just came to get warm. All during last year they would be in a part of the store's lot and would not let anyone get near them but sometimes ate catfood left for them. I have 2 cats and love cats in general as any cat owner would. These would peer at me as I worked and I enjoyed the antics of the twin kittens.
Today was rainy and miserably cold and windy. As I was doing carts i passed two ladies standing by a van in a parking spot. I was accosted by them and when i came to see how i could help them my attention was directed to the front of the van under which ,to my despair, crouched the female kitten.
She had been hit at the intersection I think and the person who hit her kept driving, not noticing . She then limped across the lot and crawled under the van for shelter, not able to go further. How long in the weather she sat shivering with cold and pain is anyones geuss. With a crushed front paw and leg ,broken back leg and back, internal bleeding and a couple other injurys the i dont have heart to tell she watched a huddled uncaring world walk past without stopping. the ladies owned the van and had cats- they were the only ones who stopped.
Animal control was called (later the cops when noone came) and the ladies went inside to stay warm and I was the only one with her in those last moments of waiting. I built a windsheild from what was handy and knelt and spoke softly to her so that she would not die both unloved and alone. I would wish this done for my cats if this ever happened to them.
You don't know what it is like to watch a animal you are attached to die slowly in a puddle of blood and cold rain. noone stopped to inquire to my astonishment and it seemed as if we were invisable. Aparently my soft words had some effect because ahe relaxed enough to attempt to lick her wounds though she was spitting up blood.
Shortly thereafter the Animal Control lady came and took her to the Good Samaritan Vet nearby. Later a call confirmed my worst fears - they had to put her down.
As if i wasn't gutted enough by this 25 minutes later i went out to do more carts and saw her brother searching in vain for his sister in the rain. That was the last straw- I felt bad enough before but the thought that he was never going to play with his sister again was just to much.
you can be sure my cats got extra lubbins (loving) when i got home.
Yes she was a stray but when you see them all the time and then see such a end as this , well...do you blame me ? And yes every one at work said I was stupid to show any feeling for "some carcass". It wasn't a carcass. she was alive and didn't deserve that fate.
I feel pretty rough right now.