I couldn’t sleep at all last night. I haven’t seen the kitten at all down at the park for the last couple of days. I went down to the bench last night to see if I would see him. No such luck.
While I was there, I ran into a woman who I usually see walking her dog. She told me that when she was in the park early in the morning, she saw a city worker down there with a 5 gallon bucket. She said hello and noticed that in the bucket was the body of a grey and white kitten. It was the one that I was after. The city worker told her that somebody had broken its neck and threw it under another bench. I sat down on the bench and all I could do was cry.
This bench was my favorite place to go when things got crazy and I just wanted to get away from the world. I’ve been going there constantly during the summer months over the last 3 years. I don’t think I will be going down there anymore.
When I got home I went online and checked the county jail roster. The meth head that gave me all of the trouble was released the day after he was arrested for banging on my door and threatening me. I’d bet my last dollar that it was this idiot that killed the kitten, but I don’t know that for sure.
I could never imagine doing such a thing to an animal. If I ever witnessed such cruelty, and I have, I would be on the phone to the police to turn this guy in while he was still standing there looking at me. I have no respect whatsoever for such a person and I truly hope that there is a special place in Hell for animal abusers where the animals get their chance to fight back. Sorry, but that’s just the way I feel about it.
I guess Johnny is going to have to wait for his playmate, and I hope that whoever did this gets everything that they deserve and more.