I accidentally killed my kitten

Thank you everyone, you have no idea how much these comments mean to me. Strangely, though they make me feel much better, they also make me cry all the more as I read each of them. I think this is a reaction to everyone’s kindness, me being so overwhelmed by people reaching out in love to someone they don’t even know. I’m somewhat isolated where I live in the city of Huntington Park, Ca, since there are extremely few people here who speak English. Although the Internet may be a good way to connect with people, I don’t normally post comments on websites so The Daily Kitten is a Godsend to me. And although I still feel awful, I see the truth of your comments, that it was an accident. I feel this will be a life-changing experience for me, causing me to take stock of my life and make some changes. I’ve been considering my position here, stuck at home writing poetry and not sharing it with anyone. This will change. One of my poems I wrote only a couple of weeks ago is about a cat and I now feel compelled to share it: This will be the first time I have shared my poetry with anyone.

The More Things Change

I used to be a city cat

Who was stuck inside all day.

With little to do I grew fat;

Oh how I longed to play

And just have fun

And lounge in the sun

And carouse with other cats.

But twas not to be,

Not allowed for me,

The chasing of mice and rats.

I stayed by the window most of the time

And saw the world pass me by.

Never for me a fence to climb;

I could only glimpse the sky

Between buildings tall

Where I wished to crawl,

But this I was denied.

I implored,

But was ignored;

I could never go outside.

The window thus was my world

And as I lay upon its sill

I’d stay for hours tightly curled

Staring through a grill

At other cats fighting,

It seemed so exciting;

Why couldn’t I join the throng

Of alley cats bringing

Their full-throated singing

That lasted the whole night long?

I always tried to get out, of course

like any smart cat would

If not by persuasion, then by force,

But it did me little good.

I’d get caught straight away

Without delay

When I’d attempt escape.

I’d never succeed to be free,

Since I was in such poor shape.

One day my world was turned upside down:

I was put in the family car,

Then as we drove away I saw the town

Disappear in the distance, far.

Through the car window

I smelled the wind blow

Strange odors through the air,

Having no way of knowing

Of where I was going

Or what I would find when there.

As we rode along I developed a scare

Of the strange smell of horse and cow.

Unaware when I finally got there

That I’d moved to the country now.

And countryside

Far and wide

I would now be allowed to roam

To catch the sun’s ray’s

All the summer days

From the yard of my new home!

But when summer passed

Then winter hit

And again I couldn’t go out.

From my window seat I would sit

And stare all about

At the snow and sleet

That fell in sheets

In a constant pour.

It was plain

I was captive again

And trapped inside once more.

But eventually the cold snow and rain

Let up and out came the sun.

Into the great outdoors

I’d go again;

Into the fields I would soon run!

For the snow was near gone

And a new lawn

Was starting to appear!

But little did I know

I would have to go

Through this every year.

Again, thank you everyone, and to the people who said I should keep the cats, you are right. The owner of my apartment complex told me not too long ago that I had to find new homes for my cat family since I live in a very small unit is his apartment complex, but he’s not that bad a guy and I bet after he finds out what happened he’ll let me keep them. And thank you to the person who said I should have the cats spayed and neutered, you are of course correct. There is an organization called the Feral Cat Alliance that I plan to seek assistance from which performs free surgeries for lower income individuals. The people who abandoned these animals were not responsible pet owners, but I am definitely going to be.