Date: Sat, 27 Dec 2003 13:00:12 -0600
Reply-To: John Rodgers <jh_rodgers@BELLSOUTH.NET>
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From: John Rodgers <jh_rodgers@BELLSOUTH.NET>
Subject: Re: NVC: Epoxy for bumper molding repair
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JordanVw@AOL.COM wrote:
> i certainly hope you took the dog to recieve medical attention, and didnt
>
>leave it on the side of the road. it was someone's pet most likely, and in my
>eyes a hit and run of a dog/cat/pet is the same as a hit and run of a person..
>
>i know this subject isnt fit for the vanagon list but it just bothers me big
>time when i see someones pet dead, on the side of the road.
>
Chris, this is a big thing for me as well. I am always more upset about
the animal than the vehicle. A living thing cannot ever be replaced.
Even if it's a bug splatted on the windshield. And in The Grand Scheme,
all are important in my book, here for a purpose. For bugs, I wish it
didn't happen, but for other animal forms, the closer they are to us,
the more it takes on a different and closer perspective.
My cat was was killed just before Christmas by a hit and run driver
right outside my house. Car never stopped, left the cat in the road to
be crushed by other vehicles. Fortunately I found her just after the
hit. Rigor had not set in and she was still warm. No other cars had passed.
Kittypoot was two years old, had born three litters of kittens, and had
brought a lot of joy into the house. She was special. We had a lot of
history together that I won't go into, but I have grieved her loss. She
slept on the foot of my bed at night, and would not go to sleep until I
came to bed. She would wake me at 5 am to let her out, but at night she
always took her place at bed time, refusing to prowl the night outside.
She was a "talking" cat, very vocal, especially after having been
outside for a while. She had many special qualities but one of the
things that made her special was the bond that developed between me, my
son whom had been estaged from me for some time, and that cat, who came
into our lives as a stray kitten that turned up on our door step with
it's through half torn out by some other animal. The kitten, it's
recovery, and subsequent life with us was the balm that healed a
father/son breach and the glue that came to bind us. So loss of
Kittypoot was a great sorrow to us, as we saw that she was special, and
a life to be honored and respected. And to have that beautiful little
life just snuffed out in an instant by an uncaring driver has caused a
lot of distress, angst, and sadness. But it pointed out clearly as a
reminder the importance of ALL our relationships, even those with God's
oft-called "lessor creatures".
Sorry for dragging on here, but you struck a nerve!
Regards,
John Rodgers
88 GL Driver
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