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I picked up a dead kitten from a busy road junction the other day. Morning rush hour, no-one bothering to even slow down, so I just walked out and made the fuckers stop. Tried a few of the nearby houses and most of them seemed surprised I was bothering to try to find the owners. We have just got a new kitten which maybe made it more real, but fuck me, it's someone's pet.
Egghead
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CW: dead cat, skip if you want to
Had a bit of a crap morning. Went out early to drive 15 mins down the local A road to get to the hills for a ride. Unfortunately passed a cat that had been hit and killed and was in the middle of the road. Turned around and went back to move it off the road and see if I could find who it belonged to. Just as I'd moved it, the guy from the adjacent house came out having seen it from the window, thinking it was his. Fortunately (?) it wasn't, but left it with him after he said he'd ask around his neighbours. Just been left feeling both sad that someone has lost their pet in an unpleasant way and at having to see and move a very dead cat, which hit a bit harder as it was the same colour and markings as our nearly year old Otto. Also really fucked off that someone had hit it and not bothered to stop, and on a busy road (even at 7:30am on a Sunday) no one else had stopped and moved it as it clearly hadn't just happend. Not much of a point to this, more a vent, and a grim one at that. I'm glad I stopped though. Sorry for the wall of text, it's just been playing on my mind a lot today.
Extra pets for Otto (below) when I got home and fresh chicken for his dinner, to end on a better note.
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