I hear my mom talking on the porch to her friend - she says the dogs across the street are barking because there's a cat. I look out my window, there's a sweet cat. Long hair, looks very matted.
It's walking with a limp... I grab a towel and go to catch it. Two little boys come running yelling "Izzy, Izzy..." and grab it. This lady who just moved in a few years ago walk out of her garage. I asked if that's her cat, she said yes. I say, it looks like it's hurt.

"Oh, no.. she's just 20.. somethings always wrong with her back leg."

So you just let the cat freaking wander in the road?!?!?!

I so had to bite my tongue but mumbled as I walked inside.

People suck so much. Why can't people take care of their animals!?!? This area is populated - i'd understand somewhat if we were out in the country.

I've always felt awkward about this lady and now my feelings are proven.