Last summer a kitten showed up on my next-door neighbors’ doorstep during a rain storm. Cute, cute, cute. They kept the kitten and named her Milo. Super cute.
When I went on my mail check today, my neighbor told me that Milo was recently hit by a car in front of their house. While she and her two young kids were outside.
I asked if the person driving stopped; she told me that when the driver saw the family watching, she took off very quickly.
I try very hard not to pass judgment on other people. I really do. I try to give them the benefit of the doubt. But seriously – what kind of horrible, terrible, soulless person keeps on driving when she sees small children witness her running over their cat?
🙁
Guilty ones that are afraid of confrontation and responsibility, I’d guess.
how sad! i guess they couldn’t handle looking in those little kids’ sad eyes.