Growingforpeace
Well-Known Member
I was just walking home from the gym and i saw the stray cat I always feed. I have been feeding it and its little buddies for a while, but this one the longest. It always comes up to my house and even walks in sometimes when the door is open looking for me. It didnt trust me too much from years on the street I suppose but enough for me to get close. As i walked by I though i should call it over, it got really spooked for some reason and darted into the street. A car was driving by and ran it over completely, crushing its skull send blood flying and leaving the cute cat writhing in pain. It couldnt get up it just wiggled in pain in its own blood and i couldnt stand to see anymore so I ran into my house. I feel so sick like its my own fault, why today did i feel the need to get closer to the cat. God, im so sad now. Guilty too. It is my fault, it was such a cute cat, tuxedo black with some white spots. I feel like this is the only place to get this off my chest. If any of you read this, I hope you understand that you got to appreciate it all even the little things.