SabahTheLoner
Master of the Art of Couch Potato Cuddles
I have to put this somewhere. I know it's just nature but it's very sad anyway.
I had to run a card out to the mail early today because it's long due. Now, I knew there was a feral cat, and my mom said she saw her with a kitten (hence why we're calling the cat "her"), but to my surprise there were three bundles of tiny kitten fur shivering behind the truck this morning. Mommy cat didn't seem to be around. They ran off as soon as they saw me. I went after them to see if they ran under the cars and then behind my grandma's car I found a fourth kitty.
It wasn't moving. Not even breathing.
I don't think my grandma ran it over. The body was intact and recently dead. My mom said she thinks it was a weak kitten that didn't make it simply because nature isn't kind. I think I agree with her. They looked very young, perhaps only several weeks old. Mammals tend to be most vulnerable when they're still soft and tiny.
My mom's calling someone to trap them. The one that didn't make it was taken to the vet so they can take care of the body. I'm on my bed with my best kitty friend by my side who I know wouldn't accept another kitten in the house. We have enough cats (six total) and our oldest gets really mean. By "mean", I actually mean aggressively murderous, even with me, his human bestie, sometimes. It's a little hard to think about seeing him all cuddly and purring, but I'm sad we can't take in more cats.
I have to do laundry and then start my first online class today, before work. Hopefully that'll make me a little less nervous. I don't like to see little ones dead even if it was a natural cause of death.
I had to run a card out to the mail early today because it's long due. Now, I knew there was a feral cat, and my mom said she saw her with a kitten (hence why we're calling the cat "her"), but to my surprise there were three bundles of tiny kitten fur shivering behind the truck this morning. Mommy cat didn't seem to be around. They ran off as soon as they saw me. I went after them to see if they ran under the cars and then behind my grandma's car I found a fourth kitty.
It wasn't moving. Not even breathing.
I don't think my grandma ran it over. The body was intact and recently dead. My mom said she thinks it was a weak kitten that didn't make it simply because nature isn't kind. I think I agree with her. They looked very young, perhaps only several weeks old. Mammals tend to be most vulnerable when they're still soft and tiny.
My mom's calling someone to trap them. The one that didn't make it was taken to the vet so they can take care of the body. I'm on my bed with my best kitty friend by my side who I know wouldn't accept another kitten in the house. We have enough cats (six total) and our oldest gets really mean. By "mean", I actually mean aggressively murderous, even with me, his human bestie, sometimes. It's a little hard to think about seeing him all cuddly and purring, but I'm sad we can't take in more cats.
I have to do laundry and then start my first online class today, before work. Hopefully that'll make me a little less nervous. I don't like to see little ones dead even if it was a natural cause of death.