Thursday, March 26, 2009

some things I saw today

I saw a bumper sticker that said "Annoy a liberal: Work. Succeed. Be happy." Because, you know
a) liberals don't work (except in the liberal media, obviously - but that might just be for fun)
b) they certainly can't or don't succeed in anything at all, and
c) they are never ever happy

I tried to get a picture of it with my phone, but the light turned green. Then we weren't behind them anymore because they wanted to be in the other lane.

After that we went to Petco to buy cat food. They had kitty adoptions there, and of course we stopped to check them out and wish we had $125 to cover the adoption fee. We wandered around a bit and looked at ferrets and fish and birds until we ended up back by the kitties. I was distracted by small rodents when Jay tapped my shoulder to look behind me. There stood a 10 or 12 year old boy, hugging a giant cat very tightly and bawling his eyes out. It was way too obvious that Mom was making him give up his beloved pet. We had to turn away before we started crying too.

Why would a parent do that? The kid was obviously attached to the cat. The cat was well fed and appeared to be in good health, so it couldn't be a matter of neglect. The best I can guess is that it was either a punishment, or the family was moving. Of course these aren't acceptable answers. You never ever punish a child by making him give up his pet for adoption. And if you're moving, the pet comes with - that's it. Maybe the cat did have health problems, but still I think the kid's emotional attachment outweighs the extra work required. I don't even have kids, but I couldn't imagine being the mother standing there watching her son be so upset. Also, as a pet lover, I couldn't imagine ever having to give up a dear friend.

There was temptation to have some words with that mother, and we wished even more that we could adopt that cat and have the kid over for visits, but we had to leave instead.

All in all, a disappointing day.


Amy Jo said...

I had to give up a cat when I was in fifth grade. She started peeing in the living room (which wasn't my fault since my dad was in charge of cleaning the litter back then) and she just wouldn't stop. My parents tried everything. They had to rip up the carpets, and she would even pee on the bare floor. It was awful. I cried for days on end and ended up actually making myself so sick from not sleeping that I missed our big community day at the local amusement park. My folks felt awful, but I think they didn't know what else to do.

Poor kid. I feel his pain.

super des said...

That's a sad story. I 'm sorry. :(

Working Girl said...

Maybe the family is losing their home? We live in an area where people have always "dumped" animals they didn't want -- and we've noticed a really big increase lately in the number of obviously well cared for strays without collars...very sad.

super des said...

That's possible... but I still don't understand it.

LittlePea said...

Yeah. Alot of people are havint to give up the family pet when they lose thier home. The economy-a gift that keeps on giving....

I'm still not quite sure how "liberal" became a nasty word. Last time I checked in the dictionary the root word meant "free." I saw a bumper sticker a couple weeks ago that said,"I heart to fart." I like that one better.

super des said...

ha ha, I like that one too!

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