I guess it got hit by a car
what do I do?
Our house
Is a very,very fine house
With dead cat in the yard
Its body going hard
Now everything is easy
Cause of you
Thank You
Animal control.
bury it in the backyard with full cat-mousing honors or fling it in the street and call the city for dead animal pickup.
Throw it in the dumpster/trash can?
Unless it has tags. And if it were me, even if it doesn’t have a collar, I’d contact my neighbors to see if the cat belongs to any of them.
It could have a microchip as well, I have no idea if they look for that kind of thing when they pick it up.
One day my lovely neighbor with the heavy Chinese accent stopped by to ask if I’d lost my yellow kite. I said no and thanked her.
Later I realized out ginger cat was missing, and went to ask her about it.
Yep, it was our sweet Milo who had been hit by a car in front of her house. It was awful but also good to know what had happened. I second a quick survey of the neighbors, give them the option of a backyard funeral.
We double-bagged the dead stray in front of our house and put him in the trash. I say “we” but my husband did the honors while I sniffled and gave an impromptu valediction (“Better luck next time, kitty.”).
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We knew for sure it was just a neighborhood stray because we’d asked around if anyone owned this cat after finding him on our roof. (Yeah, I figure he climbed our tree and hung out on the roof.) If he’d had tags or if I’d noticed him hanging in someone else’s yard, I’d have notified them before disposing of the kitty corpse.
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It was hot and my husband did not want to dig a three foot deep hole for a cat that wasn’t even ours. Our local animal control disposes of the bodies of its euthanised animals in the landfill, so I figured we weren’t doing any different.
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It was surprisingly not smelly in the can with the double-bagging.
R.I.P. dead kitty
Sorry, had to do it.
Give it an enema.
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One morning, Kevin wakes up to find his dog dead, lying next to his bed. He can’t quite believe it, so decides to take him to the vet. The Vet takes one look at the dog and says, “Kevin, I’m truly sorry, but your dog is dead.”
“No. He can’t be dead. I demand a second opinion!” replies Kevin.
The doctor nods and agrees. He goes into the back room and brings out a cat. The cat jumps all over the dog, bites it, looks at the vet and says, “Meow.”
The vet again says, “I’m sorry but your dog is truly dead.”
Kevin says, “No!, I don’t believe it, I want another opinion.”
The vet nods and brings out a Labrador Retriever, which then begins to jump all over the dead dog, tugging at it before barking, “Woof roof woof!”
The vet says, “Sir, your dog is dead. That will be 400 dollars.”
" to tell me my dog is dead?" asks Kevin.
“Well,” the vet replies, “I charge 50 dollars, the cat scan is 200 and the lab test is 150 dollars…”
Being as there are no established kitteh burial customs, why dig three feet? Put it under about one foot, with a spray of wild flowers or just a piece of old wood on which one has written: CAT.
Note to self. Cancel dinner plans at PSXer’s house tonight.
;)Road kill soup just isn’t for me.
To keep other critters from smelling it and digging it up?
I’m so glad I opened this thread. 
You’re supposed to say: How is that supposed to help?!?
re: OP: I would leave it on the street for animal control.
No, someone else is supposed to ask that.