Geez, Tonya -- how awful.
Living in Jersey where I do, I see lots of animals on the side of the
road: cats and deer mostly. But occasionally there are dogs, geese,
and other rodents (possum, raccoons, etc.). I makes me sick the way people
just plow into these poor creatures without a thought to stop and move it out of
the road.
Jaws will be waiting for you at the Bridge. Poor baby.
Hugs to you.
Goodnight, sweet Jaws.......
=^..^= Terri, Siggie the Tomato Vampire, Guinevere, Sammi, Travis, and 6
furangels: RuthieGirl, Samantha, Arielle, Gareth, Alec & Salome'
=^..^=
----- Original Message -----
Sent: Wednesday, December 14, 2005 8:11
PM
Subject: Chinese cat/dog fur-shopping for
our pets?- depression-bridge listaddition
You know, I LIVE at Walmart. I have thought and thought of
boycotting them, even before this. But I went to petsmart today to buy
litter and I HATE giving them my business as well when they are selling all of
the poor exotic birds being teased by children running around and screaming at
them. The reptiles etc.........
Where in the h*ll can you shop with a conscience any more? It's all
very depressing.
And speaking of depressing....
Yesterday about a quarter of a mile from my school I saw a cat writhing
in pain and bleeding in the middle of the road with cars just driving around
it! It had obviously just been hit or it would have already been
hit again.
I stopped traffic (because I'm sure if I had pulled over people would
have just driven around me and run over the cat again) and got out of the car
and ran to the cat. It was crying and I was afraid really to pick it up
that I might be bitten. But I didn't have much of a choice, so I picked
up the cat and carried it to the other side of the road and laid it in the
grass. It went limp, and I thought it was dead.
It was bleeding horribly from its mouth and head. I "knew" it
wasn't going to make it until I could get it to a vet, but I felt his heart
beating steadily and he was still breathing... So I picked him up and
fought the traffic back across the street. I mean with the bleeding cat
in my arms--trying to cross the street--- people didn't want to stop and let
me cross! I had to basically force people to let me back into traffic
when I got in the car to leave (they were all going around my car by
now again).
I put on my flashers, I blew my horn. People would not let me pass,
and it took forever to go about 2 miles to the nearest vet. I got the cat to
the nearest vet who was luckily open. He's someone I know,
luckily. I told them to please get the doctor to euthanize the
cat. I couldn't believe he was still alive! It was just
terrible.
Well, the doctor came in and started checking him and said he thought he
could help him. He said he had bitten his tongue and that was what had
caused all of the blood. He was in shock, had a concussion. But
the doctor said his heart and lungs sounded ok and he would see what he could
do.
I left the cat there and went to work. I wanted to go home after
all of that, and had a bad cold and didn't feel well anyway. But there
were no subs so I was told to stay. I called back later and the doctor
had put pins in the cat's top and bottom jaws which were both
broken. He had a ruptured ear drum and concussion. He had inserted
a feeding tube, but said he was hanging in there. He felt if he could
get him stabilized with the feeding tube he could save him. (All without
charging me! He's a nice guy. That's the ONE good thing from this
story.) He said things were looking good so far and they were taking
good care of him.
Anyway, today I called and they said the cat (they had named him "Jaws".
ha.) had died last night around 8:00. He was a gray tabby with a few
brown markings and white feet. Very handsome. Now I feel guilty because
I didn't stop after work and visit the cat again yesterday because I felt sick
and just wanted to go home. A lot of my co-workers did say 'how awful' or they
were sorry, or whatever, but they were just appalled that I decided I didn't
want to go to the Christmas party after school.....
I am just so MAD about the whole thing. I don't know what kind
of world we live in that people treat animals so horribly and people are so
uncaring. I don't see how anyone who is the least bit aware of the
suffering doesn't suffer from depression like I do.
I feel like many people on this list understand me better than my friends
and family. How DO you deal with the daily emails of animals being
gassed in overcrowded shelters, people dumping their pets, people abusing
animals. It is just so sad and depressing to me all the time. I
can't just 'turn it off' and go 'be happy' and 'not think about it'.
I feel like "It's Christmas time and I hate the world." Merry
Christmas...
Maybe this shouldn't be on the list, but I would really like to know
if others have a hard time handling or balancing your animals and any
semblance of a 'normal, happy' life?? I guess it sounds like a 'martyr
complex'. I don't know. It just seems like so very few people care
about anyone or anything other than themselves.
tonya
BONNIE J KALMBACH
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