Last night I slept badly. I couldn't get the image of the cute little ball of fluff lying dead on the road out of my head. It's haunting.
Plus my flatmate isn't home at the moment, she's down in Wellington because her boyfriend is having surgery today so she won't be home for a few days so the house is really quiet.
I keep thinking I hear the kitten meowing or running up and down the hallway.
I know it's not possible but it's hard to grasp the fact she's not around anymore.
I turned my radio on and listened to it all night to block out noise and the images.
I can't stand the silence, it's driving me insane.
I need a hug.
Although I'm not keen on work currently, as it is my last week, I would rather be here around people than be alone in the house constantly thinking about things that are driving me mental.
Lack of sleep in this job is a killer, just because it is impossible to write or think fast when your brain is functioning at a rate MUCH slower than usual.
Sure, there are caffiene pills or coffee but nothing beats a good sleep.
I woke up this morning and opened my door, expecting to see the kitten outside my door waiting for attention but nothing.
This whole thing is driving me completely mental.
I walk to my car in the morning and keep expecting to see her on the road still.
It just feels so bad.
Luckily I'm moving out in 5 days so I won't have to think about it.
Maybe I did move out a month too late.
Funny that when my flatmate got the kitten she wouldn't let me touch it so it wasn't sad when I moved out and didn't miss me but she needn't have worried.
Varelai.
Showing posts with label dead cats. Show all posts
Showing posts with label dead cats. Show all posts
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
Monday, July 19, 2010
Murder
This morning I walked out to my car to go to work and found my flatmate's kitten dead beside the car.
She had obviously been hit by a car during the night that decided she was not important enough to stop.
I ran inside and yelled to my flatmate who was in the shower that her beloved kitten had been hit by a car.
She was kind of flippant about it and made a remark like "aww I'm sorry kitten, I shouldn't have told you to go play in traffic yesterday".
My flatmate was usually pretty annoyed by the kitten who meowed so loudly so often even when she didn't really want food.
It was pretty devastating for me to have to experience the cute little ball of fluff lying cold on the road.
If there were two cars coming in opposite directions on the road, one of them would have run her over again, she wasn't close to the footpath, she was more in the middle of the road.
I wasn't hugely attached to her but as my flatmate picked her up by the scruff of her neck and carried her into the house, I felt sick, shakey and sad.
I can't believe someone would have the nerve to kill an innocent kitten.
It makes me worry about my cat, who I love dearly, more than anything in this world, that one day some asshole is going to drive down my road and take her away from me.
It would break my heart.
Mum said I shouldn't worry coz my cat hates cars and runs away but sometimes she crosses the road and at night, maybe she wouldn't be able to be seen.
Going home tonight is going to feel kind of lonely without her meowing at me constantly and hanging around my legs until I almost kick her, by accident of course.
This is my first experience with the death of an animal in this way, sometimes we've taken them to the vet when they've gotten old and got them put down but I've never had to come out of the house to find my beloved animal lying on the side of the road.
RIP little cat. We had nice cuddles while my flatmate wasn't home and you always purred the loudest.
Varelai.
She had obviously been hit by a car during the night that decided she was not important enough to stop.
I ran inside and yelled to my flatmate who was in the shower that her beloved kitten had been hit by a car.
She was kind of flippant about it and made a remark like "aww I'm sorry kitten, I shouldn't have told you to go play in traffic yesterday".
My flatmate was usually pretty annoyed by the kitten who meowed so loudly so often even when she didn't really want food.
It was pretty devastating for me to have to experience the cute little ball of fluff lying cold on the road.
If there were two cars coming in opposite directions on the road, one of them would have run her over again, she wasn't close to the footpath, she was more in the middle of the road.
I wasn't hugely attached to her but as my flatmate picked her up by the scruff of her neck and carried her into the house, I felt sick, shakey and sad.
I can't believe someone would have the nerve to kill an innocent kitten.
It makes me worry about my cat, who I love dearly, more than anything in this world, that one day some asshole is going to drive down my road and take her away from me.
It would break my heart.
Mum said I shouldn't worry coz my cat hates cars and runs away but sometimes she crosses the road and at night, maybe she wouldn't be able to be seen.
Going home tonight is going to feel kind of lonely without her meowing at me constantly and hanging around my legs until I almost kick her, by accident of course.
This is my first experience with the death of an animal in this way, sometimes we've taken them to the vet when they've gotten old and got them put down but I've never had to come out of the house to find my beloved animal lying on the side of the road.
RIP little cat. We had nice cuddles while my flatmate wasn't home and you always purred the loudest.
Varelai.
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