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Thursday, April 19, 2007

‘….a small calico cat’


I've always been an overly emotional person. My every action is based on emotion and more often than not it's not a good thing.

Strange and different things at different times will get me going, send me into these short but deep crying fits where all I feel is such intense sadness over whatever the catalyst was. Sometimes it's an old man out alone, that one's gotten me a few times. I'll see an old man going into a restaurant or some place alone and the sadness tsunami hits.

Then there are the animal cops on Animal Planet. You don't have to be an emotion-based person to get a lump in the throat watching the animal cops. I wish NY would hire more animal cops with full police capability, I'm pretty common when it comes to feeling for animals.

Tonight was one of those moments and I don't think I've had a dry eye since the show went off. The Direct TV details for the show were 'a gruesome cat torture' and when I tuned in tonight Office Lucas was off to find 'the cat killers.' I should have turned away right then but no, I didn't get it fast enough. The narrator starts talking about 'the brutal murder of a beloved family pet, a small calico cat.'

It was something about the way he said 'a small calico cat.' I keep saying it over and over which is a stupid thing to do because it only gets the tears going. A small calico cat. I missed the details of what it was they had done to the cat and I'm glad. A small calico cat....

They got the kids, it's a felony in NY and they were old enough to do adult time. Doesn't help the kid whose cat was killed though. You know, the small calico cat.

I have no words for what I feel about people who hurt animals. I'm a bit of a nut, I cry more for animals who are abused than people (except the elderly). I don't know if I believe in Heaven and Hell but I believe there is a special place in the afterlife for those who hurt animals, it helps me. What sort of sick loser needs to kill a small calico cat. Where is the cosmic justice that at the minute that cat was killed would send forth some creature to stomp out the abuser. I wish I could stumble upon two kids torturing a small calico cat, you'd see one small New Yorker go off.

I've talked about this with Darkstar. If I ever won the lottery or came into a large sum of money I really would open a cat sanctuary with a licensed vet tech on the property 24/7. Forget the cruises and the cars and the luxury homes, I'd open a place where small calico cats and all abused/abandoned cats would be safe.

I know it's an early sign that you have a budding Jeffrey Dahmer on your hands but I cannot comprehend how anyone can hurt an animal. I get the power thing, I've read enough books to understand but they're animals. They're these small things that we humans decided to domesticate through time and create pets. Templeton climbs in my lap and he looks up at me with these tiny eyes full of trust and love and it melts my heart every time.

I'm not totally crazy, I'm not going to sit around depressed for days because of this but it was definitely one of those old man alone moments. It'll last the night, I'll cry a bit more and repeat the phrase a bit more but tomorrow I'll wake up and not cry. I also don't really expect any answers. I know most of the answers and I know there are just some things in human behaviour that can't be explained.

I can only do my small part as I have been and keep contributing to animal charities, letting people like Binary Blonde know how much what they do is appreciated and blogging for a pet charity again this year in the 'thon. I wish I could go around like some sort of animal Punisher and do to the people exactly what they did to the animals, I really do.

In the real world, I'm glad we have the animal cops. Thank you, animal cops.

...a small calico cat.

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