Something I never want to do again...

Published on November 23, 2004 By dharmagrl In Misc

There was an accident in the warehouse at work today.

We have a resident cat who had delivered her kittens in a corner about 6 weeks ago.

Today two of them had wandered off and were curled up inside a wooden pallette...it got picked up by a fork lift, and the kitties fell out. The fork lift driver didn't see then, and started stacking palletes on top of them.

By the time I got there, they had the pallettes off of them. One tortoiseshell one had lost a leg and was esviscereted. It was making the most god awful mewling sounds...I had never heard, nor do I ever want to hear anything like that again. The other, a little orange one, had split her back paw in two, but apart from that seemed to be okay. We picked them up and put them in a box, then one of the guys from the meat department took them over to the vet.

I called later this afternoon...there wasn't much hope for the disembowelled one, but the orange one was okay, considering. I blurted out that if it survived and they needed a home for it that I'd take it....D's not gonna like that. Oh well. I just felt so bad for the poor little thing...

...I'm sitting here almost in tears remembering the sight and sound of that little tortoiseshell kitty.

It was horrible. Truly awful.

Comments (Page 2)

Texas Wahine

on Nov 23, 2004

I don't like it when he tells me 'no'

I don't like being told no, either. Good thing it doesn't happen very often.

dynamaso

on Nov 23, 2004

Dharma, as soon as you said 'ginger kitten', my heart went out to you. I have a beautiful, middle-aged ginger cat who has been my best friend for the past 8 years or so. I can't imagine being without her. I hope 'D' gives in. If not, I'd love to have him or her (although this is not practicable as I live on the other side of the world).

iamheather

on Nov 23, 2004

The kittens! No, me! They'll forget, I won't!!
D's already said 'no' to the kitten. I don't like it when he tells me 'no'.....it means I'll have to work on him.

Keep working on him. Our feminine wiles cannot be overcome...

dharmagrl

on Nov 23, 2004

. I have a beautiful, middle-aged ginger cat who has been my best friend for the past 8 years or so

I had one when I was a girl. His name was marmalade, and he was my first kitten. I had just learned to knit, and I knitted him a blanket for his bed.

He went missing when I was 10. I put up ads in the local shop windows asking if anyone had seen him. Finally, a man from down the street came to our door a bit teary eyed and said that he had found marmalade run over on the street outside his house. Apparently I cried for days.

I just love ginger kittens. Ginger tabbies, to be more accurate. I hope this little one gets it's foot fixed.....and I think that if I just bring it home, D won't really put up too much of a fight.

Keep working on him. Our feminine wiles cannot be overcome...

He doesn't tell me 'no' that often, and when he does I usually respect his wishes......but this time....I'm going to have to refresh my manipulating skills.

dynamaso

on Nov 23, 2004

Dharma - my cat's name is Pumpkin and she is a ginger tabbie. Apparently, in the cat world, she is a rarity as she is ginger and female. She could be considered as common as muck for all I care. She is my beautiful, crazy cat and I wouldn't change her for anything.

On another note, I don't really think feminine wiles are all they are cracked up to be. I think we men just let you think you're charming the pants off us (pardon the analogy) and let you get away with whatever you want to do. This is because we know if you are happy, then all is right with the world

dharmagrl

on Nov 24, 2004

UPDATE:

Both survived the night, and are going to undergo surgery today. I won't be able to have any more contact until monday of next week...so i'll let you all know then.

At least one good thing has happened today...

Danny Bassette

on Nov 24, 2004

That is good news, now you just need to convince D to let you keep them. Maybe you could get the kids involved, outnumber and outflank him

KarmaGirl

on Nov 24, 2004

Dharma, that is great news that they are at least able to be "helped". At least people are giving it a fighting chance. I'm so sorry that you had to go through that. I have had bad dreams of fish that have died, and felt emotionally attached to a nest of rabbits that I saved. (They return the favor by eating all my plants and shrubs , but I don't care).

I was not going to comment on this, because animal control in todays over populated world is needed but:

we saw a deer and a fawn come out of the brush...I shot and the bullet actually went under the deer...and my dad thought I'd hit it so he shot, too.

You shot at a doe with a fawn?

Isn't it wonderful to be human so we can decide the fate of species with smaller brains?

Ack..... I can't even respond to that one.

Dharma, please keep us updated on the kittens!

chiprj

on Nov 24, 2004

I'm really sad to hear this. I honestly don't like cats very much (I'm extremely allergic, so it's hard to like something that can actually send you to the emergency room in a worst case scenario), but things like this shouldn't happen to anything so young. My dad has been breeding cats for over 20 years and has kept many in that time. Some are indoor, but he has a few that live outdoors. He regularly feeds and waters them and they know that his property is a place of safety (he owns a good sized plot of land in souther Ohio). But, he has some stories about cats and kittens that he's had to bury, rush to the vet, or put down himself. They are all so very sad.

I'm glad that they have both survived so far. I'll keep you and them in my thoughts and prayers. I also hope that they find good homes, whether that's at your house or elsewhere. As you may be able to imagine, injured or 'special' animals have a very special place in my heart. I fell in love with Umji the first time I saw her (the day after she was born) when I saw her for how perfect she was. And I thank her mother, Aji, regularly for having brought us a puppy that we could never part with.

The male from that same litter was hit by a car just after his first birthday. We were close with his family and he came to visit his first home now and then. In fact, just days before he died, I'd taken him to the vet along with Umji for their one year immunizations and tests. My wife went to a holiday party at the house and nobody would tell her where Toby Jr. was. Finally after asking over and over, the man broke down and told her what happened. He knew that she'd be devastated and had tried to save it for a time that was a little better than a holiday party. She called me immediately and we both cried over the phone. One of the hardest things was to call the vet the next day and tell them. We still had test results pending for him and I asked when they called that they not mention Toby Jr's results if they got my wife. I didn't want her to be reminded out of the blue like that. They actually credited us for all the fees from his most recent visit. That was Dec 2001, nearly 3 years ago, and I'm tearing up just remembering it. It's amazing the hold that animals can have over us in just a short time.

LadyCleve

on Nov 27, 2004

It's amazing the hold that animals can have over us in just a short time.

Amen. I worked at the PetsMart in Seaside for awhile, and that's how we ended up with our third cat. I was responsible for cleaning the cat cages in the adoption center, and got to help with the adoptions. There was a little long-haired tortoiseshell that my manager didn't like, and she kept talking people out of adopting her. It pissed me off, because she was really sweet. Anytime I walked near her cage, she would reach out a paw and try to grab at me. The drawback was that she liked to bite. Never breaks the skin, and doesn't use her claws.................she was just playing. Someone decided to adopt her and was filling out the paperwork, and she bit him. So, they called the shelter she was from and they were going to send her back. My manager knew that I really liked her, so she called me, and the lady from the shelter called me. They were willing to waive the $95 adoption fee if I wanted her, but SPC said no. I finally convinced him to let me bring her home as a foster cat for a couple of weeks to try and break her of the biting so she could find a good home. The whole time he was saying we couldn't keep her, no way, no how. I picked her up the night before Thanksgiving, and she found her way to our bed pretty quickly and sprawled out between our pillows. When SPC saw her like that he gave me the dirtiest looke he had ever given me and said "We're probably not keeping her!"

That was three years ago.........................and she still bites.

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