|Another sad morning.|
|(1/7) > >>|
Well this morning another necessary evil needed to be carried out, an unpleasant task completed thanks to jackhole human beings who won't be responsible for
the animals that they bring around.
I'm sure you all remember the rabies incident a couple months ago. That resulted in the euthanasia deaths of 2 adult cats, and two kittens, one rabid, and one not. Well today, another one of this same god-forsaken bitch of a neighbors' abandoned cats took the forced walk across Rainbow Bridge and this one was heartbreaking because this young female was just the sweetest, friendliest, most social stray cat you'd ever see.
We called her "Bent Ear" as she had a birth defect, or an infection/battle wound that resulted in a funky folded over ear. We've taken care of her all summer, making sure she had fresh water, lots of food, shelter if she wanted, and always a head scratch and some attention that she so craved. She was a loving, social cat who just wanted a home, and we could not accommodate her inside as we have three of our own, plus a stray male in the basement we are currently fostering. We just had him neutered two weeks ago to try to settle his ass down.
Bent Ear would come to see us at least twice a day, sometimes hanging around for an hour or so, becoming a regular visitor, and she'd follow me around while I would be putzing around about the yard.
Bent Ear took a real liking to me in particular, my GF said she'd notice her coming out of the weeds whenever I was out in the yard, and if I were on the porch having my coffee in the AM, she'd make a beeline
for me, and come running the "figure 8's" around my feet. I always time for a head pat and a scratch for her and some cat/human conversation, which she'd look at me intently when I spoke to her.
She knew I'd never hurt her, and felt safe around the both of us.
Unfortunately Bent Ear got knocked up, and was hanging around a lot more looking for a place to nest and birth her kittens, as she knew there was food and kindness and safety in our backyard.
I had to betray that poor animals' trust of me today and take her to the SPCA, and drop her off and sign the papers stating my understanding that the cat would be scheduled for immediate euthanasia due to the
We fed her for the last time this morning and I took her for the ride.
She looked me straight in the eye when I was handing her over to the girl at the SPCA as if to say, "What are you doing to me? Where are you taking me? Why are you doing this to me?"
It totally broke my heart when I took her out of our cage, and transferred her to the last restraining cage she'll ever know. She purred when I took her out, held her for a moment, and then had to shut off
my emotions and let her go and get the fuck out of there, slapping a $10 bill on the desk on my way out the door, all I had in my wallet.
She cried all the way there, and I cried all the way home, and then some more over coffee, and then a shower to try and wash away the guilt, and the sadness of it all.
It had to be done.
There is 1 more female to go, three kittens, and 1 male in our basement that I know nobody will have the room, or time to deal with them as pets.
RIP little Bent Ear. :( :( :( : I did the best I could for you, for as long as I could.
That's not an easy thing to do. I feel for you.
Taking her to the SPCA was the best thing you could of done.
Bent Ear will be in good hands and she and her kittens will be well taken care of insted of having to fend for them self on the street.
Moto Morphin Power Ranger:|
Well, better than disease or a dog or a car ending things for her, all of which would have been much worse. For what it's worth, talking to a neighbor the other day I inadvertently stepped on and gravely injured a baby rabbit that was hidden in some brush, which I then had to put out of it's misery via hammer to the head. Hate when I have to do shit like that.
| Message Index|