Poor stray kitty

I’m feeling somewhat better. I probably need to see a doctor for my two weeks of sniffling, hacking and constant nose blowing. At least I am well enough to function at work and around the house. 
 
I did have a little emotional set back when I stumbled upon a poor dead cat left right in the middle of the street near Apple. Somebody ran her over (I’m only guessing on its gender) between lunch time and when my shift ended. I couldn’t let her just lie there because you can always count on some cruel, sick idiot to run over the corpse again (Austin is in the South despite its high proportion of college graduates). Since the air conditioner is always overcranked at work, I always wear two shirts which gave me one to spare to cover the body, pick it up off the street and place it on the nearby ground. Then I found a bunch of leaves to “bury” her body and part of a plastic trash bag for her poor crushed head (hopefully, she didn’t suffer or died quickly). Finally, I tore part of some garage sale sign to make a marker about there being a dead cat in the makeshift grave. She didn’t have a collar on so it’s impossible to tell if there’s an owner missing her. I doubt it though. There are always feral colonies of animals near commercial districts, especially cats (Miette used to be one). 
 
Maybe I’ll go visit the poor cat’s grave tomorrow on my day off to see if it was molested. I was really more concerned about coyotes but I have never heard any reports of them near Parmer Lane. Other than cats, all I’ve ever spotted were deer and thankfully they haven’t changed their diets to include meat. There are buzzards in Austin yet I don’t know how much effort they will go for a free meal. I did discover recently, they won’t budge for oncoming cars if they’re dining. 
 
Needless to say, the four cats in my house received extra hugs and attention when I arrived at my house (after a thorough hand washing). Burying that poor cat made me sad since it was probably feral and no one loved her and no one will miss her. I only wished that there was a happier ending for her like Nemo or even Skid had instead of what also happened to a rabbit I helped in 1998.

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