I've never had to witness a carcass in person, especially not like today.
For those of you who don't know, I have a black lab mix named Samson. He's relatively new to the family and the area, he barks a lot, he's sort of an inside dog.I never thought this would impact me so much.
This morning I saw 2 kittens, both across the street from our house. They were simply studying the area, probably looking for their mother or food. While I was at school I didn't give them much thought, I thought they were smart enough to avoid the hulking dog across the street. When I got home everything was fine, my mom had arrived, my sister went to work, then Samson started barking outside. We thought it was nothing, he barked all the time at nothing, but then mom went to check and found him in the back.
With a dead kitten.
He'd gotten scared and killed the kitten.
It was a baby, I couldn't understand why...
We hoped it was a stray, we really did. My mother buried it near the front of our house in the driveway, it makes me sick just thinking about it. I saw them this morning, they were fine, why did they have to come here? Had my mom been outside sooner, maybe the kitten would've made it?
No, Samson wouldn't have stopped.I am afraid, I feel sick, and I can't process this. I'm sorry. I just needed to vent this.
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