It goes without saying that this world is a crazy place. Probably because there are just some crazy people in it, just look to your left and to the right you’ll see what I’m talking about. If there is no one around, take a look in the mirror…. There ya’ go.
My wife likes to go running at the park across the street. So being the protective husband I am, and not being able to be with her all the time, I bought her some pepper spray for a little protection. I would hope I wouldn’t have to worry about anything bad happening, but like I said this is a crazy world we live in. While my wife was running one day she came across some kittens that were in a storm drain.
Enter Crazy person number one; some cruel person just decides to dumb these kittens in a park to fend for themselves. I wish I knew who they were so I could shove them in a storm drain and walk away. So my wife calls me up and tells me about the kittens. I tell her to leave them there and either call animal control, or one of the kids that practice football there will beg their parents to take them home. I also agreed to go check on them that night when I got home from work. So we go to the park after diner to check on the kittens, and there they were lying around on the parking lot. The parents and kids were leaving and just walking by the kittens as if they didn’t exist.
Enter Crazy people number two through at least 15; these people didn’t care that these little kittens were just lying there almost dehydrated and starving. You would think one of these people with their many bottles and coolers of water would have given something to these helpless animals. On top of that their little punk kids were trying to scare the kittens by screaming and jumping at them. The parents just let them do it and did not saying anything. The Bible says spare the rod, spoil the child. I was looking for my rod for both the kids and the adults. So we caught one of the kittens, the other one was too scared and ran back into the storm drain. We took the one home and got it some food and water, and then we went back for the other thinking it might not be as scared when there were not as many crazy people at the park.
Enter Crazy person 16; myself. So here I am about 9:00 at night chasing a little black fur ball around the park. Thinking to myself; I was crazy thinking that my wife would ever just leave these kittens out here, I was crazy thinking that they would never end up at my house, and now we are going to be known as the crazy cat people of the neighborhood because we are going to have four cats (we already have two) running around our place. Now I just have to convince some other crazy person to adopt one of these kittens. What type of crazy world do we live in that the same place where my wife needs pepper spray to go running there are cute little kittens running around?
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