I will try and make this as short as I can. There is this guy, named Pierre, that lives at the end of my street who owns a dog. I have spoken to him a few times, mostly about our dogs. A friend of his found a orange male kitten about 4 months old and couldn't keep him so he gave it to Pierre. That was about 3 months ago. He asked me for advice since he knows I own cats. So I gave him the speech about getting his shots, having him neutered ASAP and to keep him inside especially since we live on a very busy street and also him living at the corner has to deal with a cross street. He told me he feels that cats should have the pleasure of being outdoors and doesn't believe in keeping them locked up in a house. Gave him a big speech again about the benefits of keeping your cat inside. Yada, yada, yada. Did it do any good.
Absolutely NOT!!!!! Then about 4 weeks ago, he finds another kitten about 3-4 months old, a female, on one of our busiest streets which is just one block around the corner from us. I was so upset everytime I would see his two cats outside from morning til night, tired of seeing them on the street and almost getting hit, tired of seeing how skinny they are because they are not getting the proper nutrition that they need to grow and tired of seeing them scratch because of fleas and how dirty they have become.
Soooooooooo last night while the hubby and I were walking Buddy, we see the female in the middle of the road cleaning herself. I was so upset that I started to cry. The hubby said, don't worry about it. YEAH RIGHT!!!! We had to go to the store to get some milk and when we came back she was sitting in the middle of the cross street. I called her and got her to follow us up the street. Then my hubby says to me, as we were close to home, pick her up and bring her home. I said, "REALLY", he said, "YUP".
So I did. She went right into a flea bath and has been in my room since.
I might already have a new home for her. A friend of mine just had her 19 year old female PTS 2 weeks ago and she might take her.
BTW, when we came out of the store, we saw Pierre walking his dog with another man and his dog and his male kitten was following them. So my hubby figured since he was not in the area, to get the female off the street.
One more thing, Pierre is a drinker and takes drugs. Everytime I have spoken with him, he has been high.

Now tell me, did I do a bad thing in making this guys kitty go "POOF"