Friday, September 18, 2009

A Very Sad Day

On September 16, my friend called me and said she had found a baby cat outside and she wanted to no if I wanted it. I told her I did because it was a baby. She said she had already washed it and tried to feed it. When I got to her house, I asked my little sisters where the cat was and they said on the porch. I went around the front and I saw a little brown box wit a wet cat in it laying down with chicken next to it, the cat could not even meow. I asked my friend why did she leave a wet cat outside in a cold weather and she said she was just about to bring it in, I knew it was a lie. I asked her what happened to the cat and she replied, I washed it with dish liquid and put it in the box. The cat had flea’s and ticks and did not look like he was about to make it. I wrapped the cat up and laid it in the basement when I came home the next day my father said the cat had died. I felt much said because I love all animals.

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