Mom calls it animal activism
I guess I needed a little distance before I wrote about it?
While I was walking home, I walk by this house with one of those remote control gates and stuff, the people that live there have this huge house in the middle of random smaller homes, and there's another house on their property where the guy's in laws live, and they have a big tall fence in front of their place and large bushes because they don't really want to interact with us inferiors. Well. I was walking by their place and there's a storm drain with the grate part cemented, and there was a cat inside of it poking his head out. When I walked by him, he started meowing.
I was concerned, I mean.. if he could get out, he probably would have, it's a decent sized hole and cats can fit in small places. But he didn't look well, his eyes were gunky, and he kept meowing at me. The first thing that came to mind was that he had been hit by a car and retreated into the drain. I didn't want to leave him there because he obviously couldn't get out, and if he was hurt he was going to die down there. But I also didn't want to get him out himself because he was probably scared and I was afraid that I'd either hurt him more or that he'd try to attack me. So I walked home quickly and got the phone number for animal control.
I called animal control while I was walking about out there and they said they'd be there in 20 minutes to get him out. So I sat on the curb and kinda kept him company. I kept trying to encourage him to come out on his own, but he wouldn't. It was.. difficult. When I first saw him down there it took a lot not to cry, I'm just that way with animals, so sitting there and waiting for animal control to come get him out and not knowing if he had been hurt or was dying was pretty hard.
Then the people from the house backed their car out of their fancy driveway and the father-in-law asked me what I was doing, and I said that there was a cat down there. He asked if it was a grey cat and I said yeah, and his daughter comes running over and pulls the cat out because he belongs to her and had been missing since breakfast. So they're thanking me and actually being nice for once, and the father gave me $5 for finding their cat. I'm sure I came off as an idiot, or heartless because I didn't do much because I really didn't want to cry in front of them.
They said that they'd wait for animal control and tell them that it was ok, so I headed home because as soon as I turned away, I just started crying, I knew it would happen. I kept thinking if that happened to Guinness and I didn't know where she was, or she got hurt and stuck somewhere.. so I had to go hold her for awhile. Yeah, I don't know. Anyway.
Afterwards, it struck me as a little weird, I mean thanks for the $5... but... if the cat had been missing since breakfast, I imagine breakfast is early like 6 or 7, and it's now 1 pm, and they're just leaving the house... they didn't look very hard. The cat had been down there a long time. She said he's very old, and he looks it, he was skinny and sickly looking and I almost wonder if he crawled down there to die. Though, he looked like he wanted out to me. So yeah, that was apparently the big even of the day. It was draining, I mean... I'm a dog person, I'm not really a cat person, and it wasn't even my pet.
But Scifi showed Shuttlepod One as one of the Enterprise episodes tonight, so that made me happy.
While I was walking home, I walk by this house with one of those remote control gates and stuff, the people that live there have this huge house in the middle of random smaller homes, and there's another house on their property where the guy's in laws live, and they have a big tall fence in front of their place and large bushes because they don't really want to interact with us inferiors. Well. I was walking by their place and there's a storm drain with the grate part cemented, and there was a cat inside of it poking his head out. When I walked by him, he started meowing.
I was concerned, I mean.. if he could get out, he probably would have, it's a decent sized hole and cats can fit in small places. But he didn't look well, his eyes were gunky, and he kept meowing at me. The first thing that came to mind was that he had been hit by a car and retreated into the drain. I didn't want to leave him there because he obviously couldn't get out, and if he was hurt he was going to die down there. But I also didn't want to get him out himself because he was probably scared and I was afraid that I'd either hurt him more or that he'd try to attack me. So I walked home quickly and got the phone number for animal control.
I called animal control while I was walking about out there and they said they'd be there in 20 minutes to get him out. So I sat on the curb and kinda kept him company. I kept trying to encourage him to come out on his own, but he wouldn't. It was.. difficult. When I first saw him down there it took a lot not to cry, I'm just that way with animals, so sitting there and waiting for animal control to come get him out and not knowing if he had been hurt or was dying was pretty hard.
Then the people from the house backed their car out of their fancy driveway and the father-in-law asked me what I was doing, and I said that there was a cat down there. He asked if it was a grey cat and I said yeah, and his daughter comes running over and pulls the cat out because he belongs to her and had been missing since breakfast. So they're thanking me and actually being nice for once, and the father gave me $5 for finding their cat. I'm sure I came off as an idiot, or heartless because I didn't do much because I really didn't want to cry in front of them.
They said that they'd wait for animal control and tell them that it was ok, so I headed home because as soon as I turned away, I just started crying, I knew it would happen. I kept thinking if that happened to Guinness and I didn't know where she was, or she got hurt and stuck somewhere.. so I had to go hold her for awhile. Yeah, I don't know. Anyway.
Afterwards, it struck me as a little weird, I mean thanks for the $5... but... if the cat had been missing since breakfast, I imagine breakfast is early like 6 or 7, and it's now 1 pm, and they're just leaving the house... they didn't look very hard. The cat had been down there a long time. She said he's very old, and he looks it, he was skinny and sickly looking and I almost wonder if he crawled down there to die. Though, he looked like he wanted out to me. So yeah, that was apparently the big even of the day. It was draining, I mean... I'm a dog person, I'm not really a cat person, and it wasn't even my pet.
But Scifi showed Shuttlepod One as one of the Enterprise episodes tonight, so that made me happy.