tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28039972.post116935520175198246..comments2024-01-17T09:01:50.117-08:00Comments on mind-muffins: Dead KittyBelladonnahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13704410443745252997noreply@blogger.comBlogger2125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28039972.post-1169613495964081652007-01-23T20:38:00.000-08:002007-01-23T20:38:00.000-08:00Unfortunatety, that dream is too close to reality ...Unfortunatety, that dream is too close to reality for me.... a very ugly experience of seeing a family pet hit by a car - the dog was left mangled and broken but neither I nor my mother could stand to kill it outright. I begged her to take the dog to the vet - she said no, it was too late, that the dog was too badly hurt. But the dog was still alive and took a while in dying. Those whipers as she lay dying will haunt me to my grave. <BR/><BR/>That probably has a lot to do with why hitting the cat bothered me so much - <BR/><BR/>On a brighter note...There was one time another dog of mine got hit by a car and was seriously hurt. The driver of the car immediately stopped, picked up the injured animal and RACED to the nearest vet to get the dog some help and then worried about tracking down the owner later. They saved Bojangles life. He was always a little bit addled after that, but stayed by my side for many more years. I'll always be grateful to them for taking responsibility and acting so quickly.Belladonnahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13704410443745252997noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-28039972.post-1169532611016711602007-01-22T22:10:00.000-08:002007-01-22T22:10:00.000-08:00If the cat died instantly, I'd get over it pretty ...If the cat died instantly, I'd get over it pretty quickly, and I really like cats. Just like with people, it's those left behind (the hungry kittens in the culvert, the young widow) whom I sorrow for. And that would be the possibility that would haunt me -- not the death itself. I believe in Kitty Heaven, and just like People Heaven, I believe it's a big step up, even from the Trump Tower.<BR/><BR/>Sounds like you knocked kitty out instantly. If I had hit any animal and not been sure that it hadn't suffered, that would also haunt me. One of the most terrifying childhood nightmares I ever had was one in which I'd accidentally slit my beloved cat open, and I spent the rest of dream running around with her in my arms, screaming to the apathetic people around me that I couldn't stand to kill her and I needed them to help me put her out of her misery. It was awful. It makes me queasy just thinking about it.Mariehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10389656325499233438noreply@blogger.com