Monday, January 17
I'm A Very Sad Guy
On the way home from dinner in Old Sacramento tonight, a cat ran out in front of our car and I hit it - twice. That was horrible enough, but I will never forget looking in the side view mirror to see it writhing around, the reflection of my brakelights in its eyes. I couldn't bring myself to go back and make sure it was dead, I just sat and felt helpless before resigning to myself that nothing could be done and proceeding home...
It happened in a fairly deserted area, so I'm praying that there isn't a family out looking for their kitty as I write this. I get sick every time I think about it - cats are the only pet I've ever had, and I would be devastated if something like this had happened to Tiger. If Bailey or Matisse are reading this - stay out of the damn road!
It was a sad ending to an otherwise great weekend - more on that in the AM.
posted by Brad at 1/17/2005 01:09:00 AM | permalink |
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