People suck.

To the person who hit a cat on a back country road Friday morning:

Don't worry, I found him. I don't blame you for hitting him--he's a gray kitty, the roads are gray and snowy, crap happens. But I do blame you for leaving him there. Driving past him at 55mph, I could see him in the middle of the other lane, and I could see him moving. You're the one who hit him. You felt the impact. You chose to ignore him. I pulled over and got out of my car to try to help.

My initial hope that he wasn't too badly injured was quickly dashed--his jaw was clearly broken, and I'm willing to bet his pelvis was broken as well.. that's what I could see, I don't even want to think about what other injuries he had. He had emptied his bowels, partially on himself. He was bleeding freely from his head/mouth/jaw.

While you were driving in your warm car, or sitting in your comfy home, or having coffee at work, I was carefully scooping up a badly injured cat, cradling him against my body, and crying and comforting him while I drove him to an animal hospital to be euthanized.

So don't worry, I took care of your mess. I went out of my way to end the suffering you caused. I'm sure his blood will wash out of my clothes.

Sleep well.

PS--I hope you rot in Hell, you worthless piece of shit. And while you're suffering the eternal flames of Hell, I hope you get to watch on a big screen TV live footage of the kitty sleeping in a warm bed in front of a fire in Heaven, drinking from a bowl of cream, and sitting on Jesus' lap demanding to be petted.



Please, if you hit an animal while driving, STOP THE CAR.   It happens--animals run out in front of you, you couldn't see until it was too late, whatever.  But have the decency to stop.  In New York, it's the law--if you hit a dog, cat, horse, or "animal classified as cattle", you MUST stop, attempt to locate the owner or call the police, and take any other reasonable action so the animal can get necessary care.  Even if you don't have a heart, obey the law.

Had the person who hit the cat stopped and helped it, the cat could have been spared probably a solid 30 minutes of excruciating pain... and having experienced excruciating pain, I can assure you that every second feels like an hour.

The animal hospital was great--as soon as I walked in carrying this horribly injured cat and told them in between sobs that I found this cat hit by a car and could they please put it down, they took him back and put him down.  They didn't even charge me for it.  All I had to do was sign the euthanasia consent thing and give them the information about where I found him, in case anyone calls looking for their cat.  I brought them coffee and donuts the next day in thanks.

Rest in peace, Kitty.  You were a good boy.