I killed a Kitty and I’m going to hell
OR – How I ruined a little girls life
OR – How my daughter now hates me.
Title it what you want, the simple fact is that god long ago quit smiling down on me and I am now cursed to the lower levels of satans realm.
This morning as I was walking to my truck I couldn’t believe how fortunate I was. The river was running full just 100 feet on my left chuckling on it’s way down to the ocean. Tthe air smelled just like it does when you are camping in the middle of the mountains, because hell, I practically am.
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‘Thud’ “Daddy what was that!”
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I get my daughter in the truck to take her to school. Sure there is a bus stop on the corner, but I like the extra time talking with my girl and it is comforting to see her actually enter the school.
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a quick glance in the rearview mirror shows a beautiful black cat contorted into impossible positions and it’s entire body thrashing with a rhythm as old as time. It is dancing with death.
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The engine of my truck fires up and I head down the road slowly. There are neighbor kids walking to school and I am always extremely cautions down this stretch of road.
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A scream punctuates the air. A little girls heart has just broken and all the anguish of loosing your cherished pet right before your eyes stains the morning.
A girl detaches herself from the group of children waiting for the bus and runs towards my truck. Her pain is now matched by the sobs of my daughter.
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Pulling out of my driveway I know it is going to be a great day.
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Getting out of my truck slowly, I know that this is going to be a horrible day.
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.
Now at work I can only think about getting right and proper smashed. I can feel the demons closing in around me and now my fate is sealed. Fuck, I don’t even like cats.
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