I want my cat back.
Fucking bastard drivers. Have to treat this stretch of road like a speedway. The guy across the hall had his dog hit a couple of months ago. I should have shut the cats up then. But Lucky is such a madman, if i keep him in for a day he goes berzerk, usually leaving me bloody to the elbow. And how do you keep one cat out of two in?
So our sweet Charlie, who used to come sleep on my pillow at night is gone.
Edited to add:
Funny how people scold the pet owner about letting their cat out. You never hear anyone scolding the fucking scumbags behind the wheel who dont pay enough attention to avoid hitting a fairly light colored animal on a well-lit city street. I’ve seen drivers who can and do stop for fucking sparrows and squirrels, let alone a cat.
Murderous bastard, whoever you are, I curse you to get *EVERYTHING* you deserve.