Tonya, it so humbles me and honors us all that you did the right - though
difficult - thing. But you did the right thing, and demonstrated to all
those whizzing cars. It made people think - and maybe next time some one
of them will behave differently Most important, you helped the poor
injured kitty, the great thing. Thank you for doing the right thing, even
though you suffer for it. The world can be a crappy place, but if we keep
trying to do the right thing, it makes a lot of difference...
Hugs,
Gloria
At 07:11 PM 12/14/2005, you wrote:
...
And speaking of depressing....
Yesterday about a quarter of a mile from my school I saw a cat writhing in
pain and bleeding in the middle of the road with cars just driving around
it! It had obviously just been hit or it would have already been hit again.
I stopped traffic (because I'm sure if I had pulled over people would have
just driven around me and run over the cat again) and got out of the car
and ran to the cat. It was crying and I was afraid really to pick it up
that I might be bitten. But I didn't have much of a choice, so I picked
up the cat and carried it to the other side of the road and laid it in the
grass. It went limp, and I thought it was dead.
It was bleeding horribly from its mouth and head. I "knew" it wasn't
going to make it until I could get it to a vet, but I felt his heart
beating steadily and he was still breathing... So I picked him up and
fought the traffic back across the street. I mean with the bleeding cat in
my arms--trying to cross the street--- people didn't want to stop and let
me cross! I had to basically force people to let me back into traffic
when I got in the car to leave (they were all going around my car by now
again).
I put on my flashers, I blew my horn. People would not let me pass, and
it took forever to go about 2 miles to the nearest vet. I got the cat to
the nearest vet who was luckily open. He's someone I know, luckily. I
told them to please get the doctor to euthanize the cat. I couldn't
believe he was still alive! It was just terrible.
Well, the doctor came in and started checking him and said he thought he
could help him. He said he had bitten his tongue and that was what had
caused all of the blood. He was in shock, had a concussion. But the
doctor said his heart and lungs sounded ok and he would see what he could do.
I left the cat there and went to work. I wanted to go home after all of
that, and had a bad cold and didn't feel well anyway. But there were no
subs so I was told to stay. I called back later and the doctor had put
pins in the cat's top and bottom jaws which were both broken. He had a
ruptured ear drum and concussion. He had inserted a feeding tube, but
said he was hanging in there. He felt if he could get him stabilized with
the feeding tube he could save him. (All without charging me! He's a
nice guy. That's the ONE good thing from this story.) He said things
were looking good so far and they were taking good care of him.
Anyway, today I called and they said the cat (they had named him "Jaws".
ha.) had died last night around 8:00. He was a gray tabby with a few brown
markings and white feet. Very handsome. Now I feel guilty because I
didn't stop after work and visit the cat again yesterday because I felt
sick and just wanted to go home. A lot of my co-workers did say 'how
awful' or they were sorry, or whatever, but they were just appalled that I
decided I didn't want to go to the Christmas party after school.....
I am just so MAD about the whole thing. I don't know what kind of world
we live in that people treat animals so horribly and people are so
uncaring. I don't see how anyone who is the least bit aware of the
suffering doesn't suffer from depression like I do.
I feel like many people on this list understand me better than my friends
and family. How DO you deal with the daily emails of animals being gassed
in overcrowded shelters, people dumping their pets, people abusing
animals. It is just so sad and depressing to me all the time. I can't
just 'turn it off' and go 'be happy' and 'not think about it'.
I feel like "It's Christmas time and I hate the world." Merry Christmas...
Maybe this shouldn't be on the list, but I would really like to know if
others have a hard time handling or balancing your animals and any
semblance of a 'normal, happy' life?? I guess it sounds like a 'martyr
complex'. I don't know. It just seems like so very few people care about
anyone or anything other than themselves.
tonya
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