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Sadness in my Garage
Well, that was freaky.

I went outside today to plan a few flowers that have been sitting patiently in my sink for far too long. I opened the garage, quickly grabbed my gardening gloves and a little trowel, then went to work. I got the 8 little plants into the ground relatively easily, then went to get my watering can from the back of the garage.

As I looked toward the back of the garage, I saw a cat. A black-and-white cat, lying on its side. Lying very still.

My heart stopped for a moment, as I thought it might be my black and white cat! But it was smaller, and its coloring was different. It was a cat I hadn't met. "Kitty-cat?" I said tentatively. Then louder, "Kitty? Please be sleeping...."

The cat didn't move. I found couldn't bring myself to come any closer to it. I thought to myself: maybe (hopefully) it's just sleeping really soundly. Maybe some loud noise? My lawnmower was next to me, so I rattled it back and forth a bit. The cat didn't move.

Now I wanted to approach it even less. I picked up a stick, and slid it along the ground to jab it gently in the back. "Kitty-cat?" This confirmed my fears: the cat was definitely dead. I dropped the stick and shuddered.

Wringing my hands, I found myself turning in circles in the garage. Was this my fault, had I accidentally trapped it? But I hadn't left the garage closed for more than 2 days. It must have just been sick, it must have been in there hiding when I closed the door Sunday. I couldn't go near it. It wasn't my cat; I shouldn't be letting it upset me so. But still, I didn't want to deal with the poor kitty all on my own. What to do? Call G, see if he can help? Dig a grave, try to bury it? Ask my lawn-mowing neighbor what I should do? I didn't even know where it had come from; it could be somebody's pet!

Then I knew: I needed to cross the street. My neighbor Barb knows everyone; if somebody nearby owned a black-and-white cat she would know. Also, she might be able to tell me what to do.

I hurried across the street and knocked on her door. She is a very sweet and social person, a mom who runs a daycare. I am kind of shy and, although I say 'hello' to my neighbors whenever I see them, I don't know much about them. She is very outgoing and friendly though, and we have talked several times. As soon as I came in, she asked me how I was. "Okay," I said, "but I have kind of a problem." When I am upset I talk too fast, and I spilled out the story in a gush of words, still wringing my hands.

Much to my relief, she immediately told her husband to go deal with it. He had a friend over, and the two of them trooped out of his garage a few moments later with a few plastic bags and a shovel.

At first, I was going to let them manage all by themselves, but then I made myself accompany them. It's my garage after all; I should act somewhat responsibly. I danced in agitation from just outside the garage as I watched them scoop it into the bag, its tail still dangling out. I shuddered as they stuffed it in and knotted the bag. They made a couple of awkward jokes, then they promised me they'd take care of it.

I trailed a few feet behind them as we all walked back to their house, and I went back in and babbled with Barb for awhile. She didn't know anybody with a black-and-white cat, but she mentioned there had been signs out by the corner store, many months ago. Perhaps it was that one? We didn't know. The signs were long-gone. "We'll say a little prayer for it though," she told me. Then we started talking about other things, as I relaxed and started to feel better.

I bid her and her family good night, then I went back to my house. I watered my new plants and closed my garage door. I went inside. Tonight I will give my kitties extra petting and love, in honor of the little one we lost.
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simplykimberly From: simplykimberly Date: June 22nd, 2004 07:43 pm (UTC) (Link)


there's really nothing fun or funny about a dead kitty :( Sorry you had to deal with that today :/ Giving your kitties extra pets and scritches is good for everyone :) I'll go do the same!
bob_the_mighty From: bob_the_mighty Date: June 22nd, 2004 07:43 pm (UTC) (Link)
Reading that reminded me so much of having to take care of Scooter's body after he was gone... in both the good ways and the bad. I was his keeper, friend and "dad" so it was up to me to do it.

Glad to hear that your neighbors helped you with this strange and sad thing in your garage though... company does help a lot.

My kitties will be geting some extra lovin' tonight too.


greyyguy From: greyyguy Date: June 22nd, 2004 07:47 pm (UTC) (Link)
That is terrible, but at least the kitty had a quiet, warm place to pass on.

mysteryfem From: mysteryfem Date: June 22nd, 2004 07:53 pm (UTC) (Link)
aaww sorry you had that shock today. Id have been the same, not knowing really what to do at first.
I think from what i have heard many times cats do go somewhere to die away from where they come from.

Someone out there has lost their pet and thats sad to know. Mine went missing once too. I also had a cat that was killed by a dog after he got to age twenty. These things are sad, but life :-(.


anderale From: anderale Date: June 22nd, 2004 08:30 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm so sorry you had to go through that. I'd have been a hysterical mess, thank goodness the men were there to take care of the gruesome part for you. *hug*
ms_hecubus From: ms_hecubus Date: June 22nd, 2004 10:20 pm (UTC) (Link)
I'm sure it had nothing to do with being in your garage. I had a cat trapped in my garage for about a week. (My father-in-law came over to get his ladder from the garage and I think it got trapped in at that time). It was a little skinny and I had a tarp that smelled of pee, but other than that everything was fine. Chances are it crawled in to find a place to hide and die.

renniekins From: renniekins Date: June 23rd, 2004 08:50 am (UTC) (Link)
Thanks for the encouragement. I'd feel awful if I thought it died from being trapped....I hope that's not the case... but you're right: a healthy animal would survive that long no problem.
retepsnave From: retepsnave Date: June 23rd, 2004 05:36 am (UTC) (Link)

awful thing to have to deal with...
but fortunately you and neighbors could give it a little last dignity and love on its trip to the great catnip garden in the sky....


I was around 4 or 5th grade when our family cat, who was advanced in years, went off to die... us kids were very sad thinking that he was all alone out in the woods, outside in the cold and rain to die a sad miserable death......
perhaps your garage was able to comfort and give black and white kitty some warmth and shelter where to pass on....

guingel From: guingel Date: June 23rd, 2004 06:28 am (UTC) (Link)
eugh! That's so sad and unpleasant. :( I've been rereading all the James Herriot books, and if you aren't familiar with them, they're stories about his years as a vet in the Yorkshire Dales, and one of the things he says is that he's always had a soft spot for cats, because they always seem to get treated so badly, people just abuse them. :-/

This entry demonstrates one of the things I'm worried about when I'll be living on my own--there won't be any dad to take care of stuff like mousetraps, freaky giant insects, and other things. At least you had nice neighbors to help!
jeffreyab From: jeffreyab Date: June 23rd, 2004 06:56 am (UTC) (Link)


Sorry you had to face that.

Look at it this way the cat choose your garage to die in showing that cats like you.

bjorng From: bjorng Date: June 23rd, 2004 08:06 am (UTC) (Link)
You're lucky to have such good neighbors. It's tough to deal with death, even if it's not one of your own.
radiantsoul From: radiantsoul Date: June 23rd, 2004 01:26 pm (UTC) (Link)
Poor cat. Although it would have survived for ages in the garage. It was probably just its time and your garage somewhere fry and warm.
thinggtwoo From: thinggtwoo Date: June 24th, 2004 06:57 am (UTC) (Link)

I'm so sorry --

Many HUGS to you, Rennie - I'm sad with you for this little kitty. I've had similar things happen, and I usually end up taking the kitty & burying it in my yard - and giving it a name....for my prayers.

HUGS & Headbutts to you & your kitties from me & mine.

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