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Hello,
This is my first time on this site but I feel comfortable among the fellow cat/animal lovers here. I've been a life long cat owner, from 5 years old to the present day, and I have a huge love and respect for them.
Yesterday was a terribly sad day - I was driving down the street and ran over a cat on a semi busy road, it ran so quickly that I barely saw it out of the corner of my eye before it was too late. I was in shock and pulled over, with the help of strangers and my boyfriend who was in the passenger seat, we found the cat who ran into a yard. I brought my car around and I took him to a vet, which was closed (I didn't think to call ahead I wasn't thinking)...I then called around and found an open vet a few blocks away. We took the cat there and waited. He had no collar but luckily had a microchip and the owners were called. When my boyfriend and I knew the owners were on their way, we left. I called the vet later that day and found out the cat had not made it. I will always know that I caused this pain and can't believe I took this life and I will never ever forget the way the car moved when it struck him. This is very difficult to write, this is also affecting me deeply. I feel stuck in a place where I want to turn back time but I can't. What can I do to make this better?
This is my first time on this site but I feel comfortable among the fellow cat/animal lovers here. I've been a life long cat owner, from 5 years old to the present day, and I have a huge love and respect for them.
Yesterday was a terribly sad day - I was driving down the street and ran over a cat on a semi busy road, it ran so quickly that I barely saw it out of the corner of my eye before it was too late. I was in shock and pulled over, with the help of strangers and my boyfriend who was in the passenger seat, we found the cat who ran into a yard. I brought my car around and I took him to a vet, which was closed (I didn't think to call ahead I wasn't thinking)...I then called around and found an open vet a few blocks away. We took the cat there and waited. He had no collar but luckily had a microchip and the owners were called. When my boyfriend and I knew the owners were on their way, we left. I called the vet later that day and found out the cat had not made it. I will always know that I caused this pain and can't believe I took this life and I will never ever forget the way the car moved when it struck him. This is very difficult to write, this is also affecting me deeply. I feel stuck in a place where I want to turn back time but I can't. What can I do to make this better?