We were waiting outside the ball field last night for Madison’s practice to begin. A car pulled up behind us. A girl got out of the car holding a juvenile cat. She walked inside the gate, dropped the cat off ran back to the car and the car sped away. The cat was obviously scared now and was headed towards the busy street.
Now, I hate cats just as much as the next guy but was not going to let this one get hit by a car in full view of the children. We scooped up the cat and began to weigh our options. There was a garage door open right across from the ball field, I walked over there to see if they recognized the cat. The funny thing was they didn’t recognize the cat but they recognized me. Yes, they were church members!
They loaned us a carrier and we took the boy home. He’s in the office with me right now. We’re trying to find someone to take him so he doesn’t have to cash in one of his lives at the shelter.
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FedEx that cat to me (no COD, please) and I’ll take him home to Chipper. She loves cat … errr, cats!
Greg, you’re too funny. I appreciate the compassion, but I’m with you on the whole “hate cats” thing. If they could just stay kittens, they might be alright. As the get older, they just get more stuck up.
You are a good man and will get extra-credit for this, I’m sure. Can’t believe that people would drop their cat off like that, in public. Isn’t there a Delta around for unwanted cats?
Yea!!!!!! I’m back in! Although I sent you an e-mail regarding this blog since I haven’t been able to get logged in, I just want to tip my hat to you, Oh Great Rescuer of Kittycats. Let me repeat myself, anyway.
Greg: Shame on you!
Keith: That’s what makes them cats…………and so neat!
Ditto Brady: And I doubt that cat will ever see the inside of a shelter!
Oh, man. You got yourself a cat now.