A Hero Dies

My mother found Hero lying dead on our neighbor's car park bay. She called me in tears and I immediately rushed home from the boyfriend's house.

I found my poor, darling champ lying in a pool of blood and surrounded by flies. He had obviously been dead for many, many hours and my horrible, irresponsible neighbor (whose car park bay Hero was found on) just left this poor little creature to rot (or hoping that somebody else will pick up the "mess")!

After burying him next to Bun Bun Bunny, I did a little sleuthing and found out that the very same horrible, irresponsible neighbor was the one who ran over Hero who was probably waiting for me to come home as was his habit.

In case you don't already know, I feed all the stray cats in my neighborhood but Hero here was one of the few that really stood out as he'd stake out my car park bay day in and day out, rain or shine, and follow me home to be fed on the steps leading to my house.

Anyways, said horrible and irresponsible neighbor has claimed ignorance but seriously? A dead cat in the middle of your car park bay is pretty hard to miss, especially if you've been seen driving in and out of it. In my opinion at least. Too bad there aren't any Animal Police around these parts. I'd love to see this guy publicly embarrassed and handcuffed on reality TV.


I miss Hero very much. I still open my car door expecting to see him there, ready to nuzzle my outstretched hand and meowing softly. He was a sweet and undemanding cat, and deserved a home to shelter him against horrible and irresponsible people.