In Which I Bury A Cat





Here I have the sad duty of burying a cat hit and run by a heartless driver.  This never gets easier.  This was in 2015.

(A lady down the street came and told me about the dying cat.  I went and checked, and it was dead when I got there.  I put him in the backyard and covered the lovely kitty with flagstones.  He was a huge tabby and I was extremely sad although I had never seen him before.  There is no excuse for hit and run, none.  To leave an animal in extremis will bring the wrath of heaven into your life.  Fuck, I sure wished it worked that way).


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