August 07, 2002 - 1:09 PM
It snuck up on me. I just burst into tears in the middle of the office - embarrasingly noisily as I rushed out to the loo to sob in relative peace.
This is what did it to me. Suzie has been taking care of a wee little kitten she's dubbed Enzo that she found under her neighbours foundations. It's too young. Too sick. And he's had a couple of ticks pulled off him today. A three-week-old kitten just can't manage it without it's mother. Seeing pictures of the little tyke broke my heart.
I suppose I was lucky with Bindi and Dugite, they were little, starved and very young, but they were 5-6 weeks old and could see and weren't ill - just hungry. And I had every intention of keeping them from the day I brought them home.
And all this makes me think of is Maggot, and how she could be hurt, maimed, sick, sad or, gods forbid, even dead.
