October 3rd, 2006

Kitten Girl

In which I am apalled

Did I say appalled? I'm sorry. Livid. I meant livid.

Look at this post in davis_square.

And I quote: We are looking for a home for our 8-year-old male cat.

We've added children to our home in the last 2 years and he's super child friendly -- but he really, really needs more attention than we can give him. He would do best in a household without children and would do fine with other animals as we've had other cats most of the time we've had him.

Then, look at the photos. They let their child sit on the cat. Look at the first one, especially. Look at his ears. That is one very unhappy cat.

They're having litterbox issues with him? They're lucky. If I were that poor boy (whose name is not mentioned in the post), I'd probably trash the place when they weren't home and then leave a bunch of plastic buckets half full of water in strategic locations about the house.

He's 8. I'm guessing they've had him since he was a kitten. And the past two years, OMG they have a BAYBEE so the poor kitty? Ignored.

Which is probably better for him than when the kid starts noticing him. Gee, you let some kid's diaper-covered ass sit on your cat, and you wonder why he's not happy? Funny how so many people I know - including my own parents - managed to raise children and happy cats. And all of these children learned to respect cats and treat them nicely.

And would not let them sit on the poor things.

This is why I was psyched that, for the first time, the United Way campaign at work allows us to select our own charities to give to. Because previously, they only let us donate to homo-sapiens-based organisations...this year, my money's going to the MSPCA.

I hate people. Now, more than ever.

Edit: His name is Red. Poor, poor Red.