Sad mission even before my morning coffee...

Miscellaneous and Personal Stuff I Must Share
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So there I was driving to work this morning when I saw the common, yet still sad, sight of black fur in the middle of the road. My first thought was “Another poor squirrel miscalculated…” but then I realized that the victim was a little black kitten.

So I went to work, dropped off my lunch, picked up a small box, and went back for it. She looked about 3 or 4 months old and the body was still warm. Blood actually dripped when I picked her up and placed her in the box. I set the box in the back of my Jeep and went on a mission to find who would take the body.

First stop: My vet. They said they’re “not allowed” to accept random dead animals, and to go to the city’s Animal Services.

Second stop: The municipal building. They told me that when Animal Services picks up a dead animal they take it to the SPCA so to go there.

Third stop: The SPCA. They accepted the body.

At least the little black kitten’s final journey was in the back seat of an awesome Jeep with the windows out on a beautiful summer morning, with a woman who shed some tears for her.

All this before my morning coffee…

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That is a sad story. Thank you for dealing with the poor kitty.

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What a sad start to your day! But good for you, for taking care. Poor kitty. :frowning:

My daughter won’t leave a dead cat in the street either. I didn’t know this about her until she was with me one day and we saw one, a pretty orange tabby with a stub tail. We scooped up the body with a piece of cardboard from my trunk, took it to her house and laid him in her yard. We called the city and they sent someone to pick it up.