Kitty
When i was about 8 or 9 we got this tiny little kitten, we let it out one night when it was about 3 or 4 months, it stayed out all night, something it had never done before.

The next morning when i got up i opened the door to shout him in he was lying at the door. He was in alot of pain so we immediately took him to the vets and i went to school. I got called to the school reception about lunchtime and my mum was there, she took me up to the vet and i could see by looking at her sommit was wrong.

When we got there the vet showed us into the holding bit and i saw him lying in one of those cages with a tube coming out of his side and looking very poorly.

She told me that they were going to have to put it down because its bowels had been twisted and it had internal damage which they said seemed to come from several sharp blows or what they thought was definately kicks...

i could have cried then but i didnt, i kissed my kitty and told him it would be okay and he would be fine and i was shown out, a couple of mins later my mum came out crying and i knew that was it, they had put him down.

i took the rest of the day off school and cried alot in my bedroom out of sadness and anger because what kind of fuckign idiot would do that!!!

i still get angry thinking about it 11 years on.

:*(

Sorry for length etc etc etc
( Bongmaster Is a Junglist Soldier., Sat 16 Apr 2005, 18:32, Reply)