I just don't understand people. The idea of letting an animal you love outside--one you play with and cuddle, who counts on you for protection and comfort--to fend for itself against predators, cars, and nutty humans, is totally unfathomable to me. I can understand a little better the idea of free roaming farm cats. They're marginally safer, being away from both major roads and densely human-populated areas. Although they still seem to have alarmingly high accident, disease, and casualty rates. But the idea of a kitten in a city or subdivision regularly roaming outside, unsupervised and loose, I can't understand that at all. If you take an animal into your home, it's your responsibility, obligation, and duty to protect it. Especially as a baby. How can a baby animal know about cars? Many adult animals never grasp the concept. Hell, many adult humans still have trouble comprehending that cars are dangerous. It's irresponsible. Irresponsible and needlessly tragic. The thought of Hobkin getting outside terrifies me, and these people are letting their cats out on purpose?
I see cats in our subdivision who are obviously someone's pets, wandering around freely. And sometimes I see cats dead by the side of the road, and I wonder how many of the living cats I see will be another feline statistic tomorrow.
AGH! I NEED A SALE!! *pant pant pant* This has been a looong dry spell. *tears at hair*
Apologies for the outburst. *twitch* I'm jonesing bad.
Did several editing passes on the short story and uploaded it to the Critters.org queue. fosteronfilm's comment, "You should write a series of stories in this world." That hadn't occurred to me until he mentioned it. But now that he has, I find myself contemplating just that, and coming up with ideas.
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