Hit a stray cat last night
Wasn’t sure which flair to use.. none felt quite right but the story does include the death of an animal.
Last night on our way home from 4th of July festivities, we were going around a curve and a cat jumped out in front of us and my husband struck it. We were out in the country on a back road, and it was most likely a barn cat.
We turned around to check on it. When we found it, it was still alive, but dragging its back legs. It dragged itself into a field, but my husband and I were able to secure it and we brought it into our car.
We began frantically looking for somewhere to take it, but given the holiday and time of night everywhere was closed. Even the emergency vets were not open and we checked locations that were almost an hour away from us.
We called the non emergency police number and they advised us to just let the cat out and let nature take its course. That felt so inhumane to me, we couldn’t just let this baby die on the street. We drove home and continued trying to figure out what to do.
Unfortunately by the time we arrived home, the cat had passed away. My daughter named him Henry, and we will burying him in our backyard this afternoon.
My heart hurts for this poor baby, and knowing that we are why he is no longer with us. But I find comfort knowing at least he didn’t die alone on the side of the road or in a field. He died wrapped in warmth and listening to lullaby music we had on for the kids.