A pussycat on a road, which had been ran over.
Well, I say ran over, the poor little sod had been oblitorated. His head and chest area were over here, his tail and one back leg was over there, the remaining bits (other legs and major organs I assume - I couldn't tell) were over there.

His skin and fur on his head had been rotated around his skull, dragging his eyes with it. Face horribly distorted, but still had his purple collar on, with magnetic cat-flap release thingymebob on it. He was only young I think, grey and had white rings on his tail.

I moved the blood soaked remains off the main road and into the grass and bushes at the other side of the path, then for some reason I took his blood-stained collar off and shoved it in my pocket. I biked home and put the collar near my computer. Every time I looked at it, I had a thought for this little puss.

A few weeks later, I was reading the local paper and I noticed LOST: GREY CAT WITH RACCOON MARKINGS TAIL, PURPLE MAGNETIC COLLAR. I checked the address that was given on a map, and yes, it was really really close to where I found the cat. It's got to be the one.

Being a cat lover and responsible cat owner myself, I know what it's like to have a puss go missing, it isn't much fun. I decided to give this lady a call and tell her.

understandibly, she was upset, but I thought it would be best for her to know, rather than forever wondering. She gave me her house number and I took a detour after work the next day and returned the collar to her.

She told me the cat's name was Sam and she showed me a video of him playing with her other cats.

Well, I know it's only a bloody cat, but I love pussies I do. We were both upset.
( Black Moon Not cracked, I'm all up to be., Sat 23 Jun 2007, 0:47, Reply)