Unknown kitty

Saw a cat lying in an alley while I was out with the dogs this morning and went back there on my way to work. Sadly the little black and white puss was still there and very definitely dead and as he had no collar I had no option but to contact the environmental health people who will be coming to collect him later.

I couldn't leave without stroking his little head.......play hard at the Bridge little one and I am sorry I couldn't do more for you :(

Have written letter to local paper pleading with cat/dog owners to get their pets properly tagged

Brody's Mum,

How awful! Reminds me of the feral kitty I fed in Michigan who got killed. I buried him in my apartment back yard.

RIP sweet one.

How very sad for the little one. RIP and play hard at the bridge! God Bless you, Brody's Mom for taking the time to stroke the little one's head... and KUDOS for the letter!

The poor little one came to asad end, but in one thing itis a happy kitten now: she/he got a love-stroke on her head! I am sure she was skipping happily towards the Rainbow Bridge!! Thank you so much Denise for doing this!!!!!!

That Unknown Kitty Is Now Called Brodie, After The Lady Who Ptted His Head.
He Is Your Cat Angel Now Brodys Mom, And Will Meet You Again, At The Rainbow Bridge And Call You Meeeowmie.
One Fine Day.

I wrote this a few years ago, when I found a little black kitty.
So I would like to place it here in memory of all the fur babies that die to soon, and for wee Brody.

One I Could'nt Save
She was about six months old, black as coal with the most wonderful amber eyes.
Life was good, she enjoyed her late night outings away from her brothers and sisters, she was a big girl now and no longer needed her mom to take care of her.
She always made sure she got back under the shed before the humans were up and about. She knew to be careful of humans, as most of them were mean, although she had heard some were nice, she wondered about that, even thought she would like to meet a nice human one day.
Last night she went for her evening wander across the road to the cornfield, she chased the mice, looked at the moon, and was on the verge of a new adventure, she had met a handsome young male, who seemed to like her, Life was good.
Just as dawn began to rise she decided it was time to go home, she carefully crept out of the cornfield to the edge of the road and stated to cross, she heard the car coming, then she saw it, it was on the other side of the road, so she was okay as it would just go by her, suddenly, for no reason, the car crossed the road and came towards her, she had nowhere to run, in a matter of seconds she flew threw the air, and landed hard on the line in the middle of the road. The car never even slowed down, as she lay there, her head swimming from the pain, she came to realize she could not move her back legs, she new she had to get out of the road, slowly, inch by inch she dragged herself with her front claws towards the cornfield, it hurt so much, but she knew if she could just get to the safety of the tall corn and the cool grass, and just sleep a little while she may be ok. Finally, after what seemed like hours she reach the edge of the field, she could go no further, she dragged herself another inch, then drifted in and out. It started to rain, heavily, the huge drops bouncing off her once sleek black coat which was now covered in mud and her own blood, it was as if the angels where crying for her.
She cried out for help, but no-one heard, so she lay there and waited for death, she drifted in an uneasy sleep, occasionally being woken by the pain, she cried out again, surely someone would hear her, surely someone would help, but no-one came, cars flew by a great speed, surely one would stop to help her, but none did, she cried out again, and waited for death.
The sun was high in the sky when she woke up again, it was hot, but she felt freezing, she was wet, she had mud in her eyes and nose, every breath she took hurt, she could not feel her rear legs, all she could do was lay in the mud and her own blood and wait. Then from nowhere she heard a voice, it was a human, she wanted to run away, but she couldn’t move, she let out a weak cry "please, don't hurt me anymore, help me" she felt gentle hand raising her up, she heard a voice telling her she was going to be taken care of, she heard the voice say "I am so sorry little one, don’t be afraid, i am going to help you" she let out a weak cry again.
She felt gentle hands lay her on a warm dry towel, with the gentlest of touch the hands wiped the mud from her face and nose, she felt cooling water washing the mud and blood from her mouth, then she felt motion, fast motion, the gentle hands stroked her once sleek coat, the voice said 'Hang on little one, hang on" She was still afraid of the human, but somehow felt at ease, she drifted into sleep again. She didn’t know how long she slept but she was woken by the gentle hands lifting her up once more, she was inside a building, more gentle hands touched her, she heard the other voice say, " she is to badly hurt, she is not going to survive." she knew to voice spoke about her, she new she was about to meet death, it started raining again, she looked up, the rain was coming from the owner of the gentle hands, it was not normal rain, as the drops fell gentle onto her head, she tasted them, they were salty, somehow she knew it was the rain of sadness, she looked out of the window and saw a rainbow appear in the sky, she knew it was for her, her path across the bridge. She didn’t feel the needle go in, as she drifted of to her final sleep she heard the voices say "So sorry little one, I'll see you on the other side" she thought, "yes you will, thank you for helping me. Then she said to herself, 'It's true, not all humans are mean" With that she sighed, and ran towards the bridge.

DEDICATED TO THE LITTLE BLACK KITTY, AND ALL THE OTHERS LEFT TO DIE AT THE SIDE OF THE ROAD.

We do not know if this little kitten knew any love while alive, but your stroking him when he was gone was maybe all the love he ever got...so sad..Sleep softly little Brodie....

As letter of the week!!! :eek:

http://www.eastbournetoday.co.uk/mk4...sectionid=5681

Fame at last! :D

Poor wee cat.

congrats!

CONGRATS DENISE!!!!!! I hope that lots of people read this and act as they should!!

And a free dictionary too!
Now your vocabulary will increase ten fold, and we will have to get our own dictionairies out to look up your missives!
Co Cat Ulations!!!