I got a new kitty. We found him in Ottawa....in the MIDDLE of the INTERSECTION between Wendy's, Conoco, Sirloin, and all of those other places. Someone just dumped him in the middle of the street for someone to run over. He was just sitting there...Like "O.O" as cars swerved around him. I made my dad stop in the MIDDLE of the road so I could go out and get him.
People were honking at me and I was just, "*Raises eyebrow*.... As far as I was concerned, they could be late for whatever...As long as I got the cat out of the highway.
My dad says "It's just for a while, until we can take him to a shelter." But I looked into Skid's eyes, and I know it's forever. He's mine now. <3
He's jet black with white floof in his ears, and can sit quite comfortably in the palm of my hand. He's a very small kitten. I named him Skidmark...Skid for short. Because, that's what someone wanted him to be...a Skidmark.
He's such a sweet little thing...How could someone even think of doing that to him? Or any other animal for that matter...People confuse me. =\