Almost 2 years ago I joined this site.
I started searching the web for a site
about cats/kittens. I had a very sad experience
at my work place involving a baby feral kitten.
Responses from some wonderful people
on this site really helped me and made me
feel so much better. I am so grateful that there
are others who care so much as I do.
I had never forgotten the little baby
and will NEVER forget but recently something I read
brought the whole experience back as if it were
yesterday. I am feeling all the same horrible pain
as I was for awhile after it happened. It was always
in the back of my mind so maybe I did not
REALLY deal with the pain back then. It is very sad and
the little baby ended up being killed by something.
I feel responsible for its death, after leaving it, hoping that the mother
would come back for it that night after we tried to feed it
with a dropper. PLEASE, I hope you won't judge
me for my actions and please don't think badly of me. I meant
the best for this baby. I am an intelligent person who
grew up with so many animals and I
was SO dumb in this particular situation for some reason. I cannot seem
to get past this. I love animals so much and the last time I succeeded in
saving a tiny kitten from the edge of a busy
rush hour highway and he is living happily with my
sister.. We tried to feed this baby and it just was searching for its
mother and would not even try to eat. It was very tiny and really
needed its mother. The
no-kill shelters were full. I would
have taken it home until I could figure out what to
do but my lease specifically states NO HARBORING any animals
or grounds for eviction or keeping
more than the number signed on lease. I have two cats
that were signed on my lease when I moved in. I should have
taken it anyway for the night.
There are so many feral cats where I work that we have
kittens alot but never can get close to them usually.
We thought its best chance for living was to stay with its
mother if possible so we put it back exactly where we found it.
I wish when I first saw it I would have just
let it lie peacefully like it was in the grass which is the right
thing to do usually but something
told me to see if it was ok. I could tell by its frantic cries
that it was hungry and just wanting its mother.
In the end when I left that evening I had been sick
with worry over it and I ended up moving it because
it was very close to our street edge in the grass. I
realized the grass comforted it and it was quietly
laying there, probably feeling at least like it
was close to its mother.
It was so close to the edge though and out in the open.
It is a very short street but we have more cars going in and out in the evening.
Plus, kids are running around sometimes from houses up on a hill
and you just never know what else. Well, I moved it to a place
away from the road on the other side of some brush and under
some trees. There were some grass patches and soft
dirt. I had the hardest time walking away from it. However,
I thought for sure it would be safer there. I prayed all night
and in the morning for its safety.
It was still crying when I walked away but I thought it would stop after I was gone. Well, I think what I did by moving it was pretty much
causing its death.
The next morn. I could not wait to get to work to
check on it and expected it to be there ok
but it had been killed by something. I was in shock and horrified and sick.
A coworker, who does not really care much about the cats,
later told me
that it was crying when she left later that evening. I
almost fell over because it all hit me in a split second
the stupid, stupid mistake I made...that since it
was not in the heavier grass anymore it continued to cry. I thought
I was going to throw up. I cannot bear to think of it.
I was so overwhelmed with irrational fear about it being close to the
road and out in the open exposed that I thought it would
be safer under the brush. I can only imagine what the cries
attracted predator wise besides other cats that were near by that probably
congregate under the brush at night. They sometimes would feed
the cats under part of the trees in morn and light evening there but I had not seen them do it for awhile because they were feeding
them at another place at the end of the circle turnaround as well.
I know you are probably thinking any smart person would know
that predators would still check there for food at night and how
I could be so ignorant and dumb. I am so sorry for it all. At the
time when I put it there I was so upset about the whole
situation that I did not even think about all the consequences at that moment.
It seemed to happen in another state of mind due to my worry.
I did not think about the other cats possibly harming it either which
was I know IS possible. I hoped its mother was nearby.
I was so upset that its mother could have possibly left it
and that its chances were not looking good I just panicked I guess.
I believe and know in my heart now that I should have left it where it was
and in the morning taken it somewhere if the mother had not come
back. She was so smart to put it in the soft grass on the other
side of the brush even if she
was abandoning it and even if it was close to the road. She knew.
It was too young to walk easily to the road either.
It did walk a tiny bit very wobbily
but not well at all.
It would not have cried and might have still been alive in the
morning. I hate myself so much for all of it. I know I cannot take
it back but the fact that it probably did not stop crying
AT ALL and was killed and that it felt
pain and loneliness and fear through the night makes me so sick inside I cannot even eat right now. I feel that pain every time I think of it.I know that is not healthy. I know I am smarter than that but I also
get really emotional and upset when it comes to
saving an animal and I don't think clearly at all. I will now!
I just wish I could change what I did. It seems that the mother
had abandoned it. Some people come at times to feed the cats here so I don't think she would have been off that long searching for food.
It could have been peaceful through that night but because
of me and my worries it had to suffer and die.
Does anyone have any advice on
how to get past this? I have been reading about forgiveness
and forgiving ones self. I know you cannot save all the ferals
but I just wish I had the chance back to make a better, clear-headed decision so that this little baby did not suffer and could have been at peace.
Thank you for reading this.
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I started searching the web for a site
about cats/kittens. I had a very sad experience
at my work place involving a baby feral kitten.
Responses from some wonderful people
on this site really helped me and made me
feel so much better. I am so grateful that there
are others who care so much as I do.
I had never forgotten the little baby
and will NEVER forget but recently something I read
brought the whole experience back as if it were
yesterday. I am feeling all the same horrible pain
as I was for awhile after it happened. It was always
in the back of my mind so maybe I did not
REALLY deal with the pain back then. It is very sad and
the little baby ended up being killed by something.
I feel responsible for its death, after leaving it, hoping that the mother
would come back for it that night after we tried to feed it
with a dropper. PLEASE, I hope you won't judge
me for my actions and please don't think badly of me. I meant
the best for this baby. I am an intelligent person who
grew up with so many animals and I
was SO dumb in this particular situation for some reason. I cannot seem
to get past this. I love animals so much and the last time I succeeded in
saving a tiny kitten from the edge of a busy
rush hour highway and he is living happily with my
sister.. We tried to feed this baby and it just was searching for its
mother and would not even try to eat. It was very tiny and really
needed its mother. The
no-kill shelters were full. I would
have taken it home until I could figure out what to
do but my lease specifically states NO HARBORING any animals
or grounds for eviction or keeping
more than the number signed on lease. I have two cats
that were signed on my lease when I moved in. I should have
taken it anyway for the night.
There are so many feral cats where I work that we have
kittens alot but never can get close to them usually.
We thought its best chance for living was to stay with its
mother if possible so we put it back exactly where we found it.
I wish when I first saw it I would have just
let it lie peacefully like it was in the grass which is the right
thing to do usually but something
told me to see if it was ok. I could tell by its frantic cries
that it was hungry and just wanting its mother.
In the end when I left that evening I had been sick
with worry over it and I ended up moving it because
it was very close to our street edge in the grass. I
realized the grass comforted it and it was quietly
laying there, probably feeling at least like it
was close to its mother.
It was so close to the edge though and out in the open.
It is a very short street but we have more cars going in and out in the evening.
Plus, kids are running around sometimes from houses up on a hill
and you just never know what else. Well, I moved it to a place
away from the road on the other side of some brush and under
some trees. There were some grass patches and soft
dirt. I had the hardest time walking away from it. However,
I thought for sure it would be safer there. I prayed all night
and in the morning for its safety.
It was still crying when I walked away but I thought it would stop after I was gone. Well, I think what I did by moving it was pretty much
causing its death.
The next morn. I could not wait to get to work to
check on it and expected it to be there ok
but it had been killed by something. I was in shock and horrified and sick.
A coworker, who does not really care much about the cats,
later told me
that it was crying when she left later that evening. I
almost fell over because it all hit me in a split second
the stupid, stupid mistake I made...that since it
was not in the heavier grass anymore it continued to cry. I thought
I was going to throw up. I cannot bear to think of it.
I was so overwhelmed with irrational fear about it being close to the
road and out in the open exposed that I thought it would
be safer under the brush. I can only imagine what the cries
attracted predator wise besides other cats that were near by that probably
congregate under the brush at night. They sometimes would feed
the cats under part of the trees in morn and light evening there but I had not seen them do it for awhile because they were feeding
them at another place at the end of the circle turnaround as well.
I know you are probably thinking any smart person would know
that predators would still check there for food at night and how
I could be so ignorant and dumb. I am so sorry for it all. At the
time when I put it there I was so upset about the whole
situation that I did not even think about all the consequences at that moment.
It seemed to happen in another state of mind due to my worry.
I did not think about the other cats possibly harming it either which
was I know IS possible. I hoped its mother was nearby.
I was so upset that its mother could have possibly left it
and that its chances were not looking good I just panicked I guess.
I believe and know in my heart now that I should have left it where it was
and in the morning taken it somewhere if the mother had not come
back. She was so smart to put it in the soft grass on the other
side of the brush even if she
was abandoning it and even if it was close to the road. She knew.
It was too young to walk easily to the road either.
It did walk a tiny bit very wobbily
but not well at all.
It would not have cried and might have still been alive in the
morning. I hate myself so much for all of it. I know I cannot take
it back but the fact that it probably did not stop crying
AT ALL and was killed and that it felt
pain and loneliness and fear through the night makes me so sick inside I cannot even eat right now. I feel that pain every time I think of it.I know that is not healthy. I know I am smarter than that but I also
get really emotional and upset when it comes to
saving an animal and I don't think clearly at all. I will now!
I just wish I could change what I did. It seems that the mother
had abandoned it. Some people come at times to feed the cats here so I don't think she would have been off that long searching for food.
It could have been peaceful through that night but because
of me and my worries it had to suffer and die.
Does anyone have any advice on
how to get past this? I have been reading about forgiveness
and forgiving ones self. I know you cannot save all the ferals
but I just wish I had the chance back to make a better, clear-headed decision so that this little baby did not suffer and could have been at peace.
Thank you for reading this.
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