Last night, Brendon and I found a dead cat. It was lying stretched out in the middle of the road next to the railway line. Brendon said that we should move it to the pavement. He wanted to stop it getting broken by cars. Maybe its owners would be more likely to find it there.
Brendon took hold of its back paws. I was a coward about it and had to be urged to pick up the front paws. They were soft and as warm as those of a live cat. We picked her up and her head flopped back with a sort of delicious abandon. Her body was completely relaxed.
We put her down on the pavement. Her eyes were wide open, beautiful translucent green globes.
Today she is still lying there. Her fur is wet with rain, and she looks like a piece of toilet paper that had been wadded, chewed and spat out. Her eyes had partly closed and are dull. There is a rose coloured dew of blood on her chin and face.
Masha du Toit 
Jun 23, 2009 @ 05:15:47
This is so sad… I hope someone find her a place to rest in peace soon.
Jun 24, 2009 @ 22:53:48
One of my favorite authors, Barry Lopez, wrote a book called Apologia about a road trip from Oregon to Indiana during which he picked up the bodies of every animal he saw along the way. It is an amazing book.
Jun 24, 2009 @ 23:40:07
@Pavinee – I hope her owners found her – she is gone today. @Gavin: That is super intense, Gavin. I wonder what he did with all those bodies. I will have to look it up.