Tag: cats

We move like cagey tigers
Oh, we couldn’t get closer than this
The way we walk, the way we talk
The way we stalk, the way we kiss

The Cure

A very sad run this evening. I ran along the beach , up through the dunes and back onto the main road. Still happy I ran, listening to music. I forget what was playing but a white and ginger cat dashed across the road and under the front wheels of a car.

The poor thing managed to scrambled to the pavement. I hurried across the road to see it’s last breath. I hope the cat saw me and how I tried to comfort their last moments. The cat became cold almost instantly as it’s spirit left. I thought of what was left behind. A family pet loved by children or a companion for a lonely elder person all will be left heartbroken as I was to witness this accident. The remainder of my run was wasted, tears streaming from my eyes.

In all my year’s of running this was only my second feline fatality. The first occurred in Northway, Tewkesbury during my first running phase. It was November and those days before Bonfire Night. A firework flew off and startled a cat that ran across the road and was struck by a car. I went over to comfort the injured kitty when a car stopped. The driver wound down the window and said ‘Aren’t you going to do something? Take it to a vet’. I replied ‘Look lady, I’m running wearing only tee shirt and shorts. By the time I get to a vet this poor creature will be gone’. She drove off. F*cking asshole.

The only race I don’t want is the Human Race because it’s f*cked. We have Russia, well Putin, wanting to dominate Ukraine, the constant struggle between Hamas, Palestine and Israel, school shootings in the United States and random shootings and stabbings in the UK. I see a poor cat die and I cry. Everyone has a breaking point.