Originally Posted by frozenwater
Well, what do you do when you run over the cat that walks a little girl to the bus stop most mornings? I walk her to her house, the cat has stopped it’s dance and now resides in the halls of the dead. The girl’s mother at first shocked demands to know why I killed her cat, then later and calmer asks if there is anything they can do to save it. I walk the mom back to the cat and she is shaken. Fresh blood is pooling, the life literally drained from their little darling. My daughter doesn’t want to go to school, hell I understand – all I want to do is get lost in a bottle. I take her home.