The Mutilation Machination
“Even if I hadn’t just seen it struck by the car, I would still know it was dead. Finding my father lying on the floor two weeks ago, hands clutched to his chest as though trying to keep warm made sure of that.
One of the cat’s front paws protruded at an odd angle, its claws protracted as if in a failed attempt to scratch at the vehicle that had bowled it along the road.
The driver of the car hadn’t stopped. Unlike dogs, you didn’t have to report it if you killed a cat.
I gingerly reached out and touched the body. Its fur still felt warm and soft. My fingers brushed a red collar around its neck. The attached tag on the collar told me the cat was called Sooty.
Although it was only a cat, I couldn’t stand the thought of the owner finding the dead feline in or at the side of the road, so I picked the carcass up, and with nowhere else to put it, I dropped it in with the shopping I had bought in town. I would bury it when I reached home.
A car drove by, making me flinch. I wondered what it ...sounded like; wondered what lots of things sounded like.MoreLess
One of the cat’s front paws protruded at an odd angle, its claws protracted as if in a failed attempt to scratch at the vehicle that had bowled it along the road.
The driver of the car hadn’t stopped. Unlike dogs, you didn’t have to report it if you killed a cat.
I gingerly reached out and touched the body. Its fur still felt warm and soft. My fingers brushed a red collar around its neck. The attached tag on the collar told me the cat was called Sooty.
Although it was only a cat, I couldn’t stand the thought of the owner finding the dead feline in or at the side of the road, so I picked the carcass up, and with nowhere else to put it, I dropped it in with the shopping I had bought in town. I would bury it when I reached home.
A car drove by, making me flinch. I wondered what it ...sounded like; wondered what lots of things sounded like.MoreLess
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