I watched a cat die yesterday
he almost escaped
as I watched, I thought
cats are so smart and so quick
he'll scamper and dodge
he'll be OK
but I heard the rowrll (it was so LOUD)
I saw him begin to writhe
and my heart just sank to the bottom
I didn't feel anything except vague disbelief
I parked and walked over
I didn't know what to do
what could I do?
his skin had been ripped from his back-right leg
revealing a paw you'd see in a biology textbook
his left eye was bloodshot and glossy
he was silent and barely moving
I wanted to comfort him somehow
but I didn't want to cause him any more pain
maybe it was enough just to take the time
to watch the passing of a life
