After having a chat with Dad I came home to find
something I hadn’t dealt with before. Backing into
the driveway I noticed a black spot in the snow by
the garage. My first impression was somebody came
through the alley and dumped a garbage bag.
As I got closer it was evident a garbage bag would
have been preferred. A feral cat that lives in the
neighborhood had died and was stuck solid in the
snow and ice that had recently fallen from the sky.
If it was a family cat, and everything wasn’t
frozen solid, it would have received a decent
burial. Instead I got a shovel, 2 large garbage
bags and and old bath towel. Even though the
dead cat went in the garbage can, he had a soft
towel to lie on and I did say a few words to
see the cat over the rainbow bridge.
We don’t know if animals have a heaven but with
the rough life this cat lived he deserved to be
there if there is. We’ll miss seeing him strut
down the alley like he owned it.
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