I was on the way back from a friend when in front of me on the street was something that first looked like a handful of clothes. in closer I realized that there was still a cat in the middle of the roadway. the brakes it was too late, but I was able to take the draw so that I went through the animal without touching it again. I was already 50 meters before I got really clear what was lying there on the road. I braked and then got back to clear with hazard to the animal from the street or to see if maybe I needed to do something could. as already approached a man had a shepherd dog seen everything and reassured me by assuring me that I had not been there. he was just to take care of it and would only bring in the dog, the cat and then to evacuate the site, with a shovel or other tool that would get it ... This statement came to me entirely from normal and I do not know why I hesitated to animal hands bare to touch, but even as I rummaged in my trunk for a suitable utensil, approached by one of the houses a woman who mumbled "is the but my hangover. " then they took the lifeless body under incredibly tender and picked him up very carefully carry it to the page. I heard it in the quiet and go away as if to himself spoke to the cadaver, "oooch, my kitten, doing what matters for ...?" Her voice was so very sad and full of love. my heart I felt really hurt them, I could do was constantly "that I was not" and "I'm so sorry," stammered as I got into the car and drove on. I cried the whole rest of the trip lang ...
pets. such a sinister going to walkers.
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