Jul 28
A Kitten Story One night when I was about 17, my best friend Eddy and I were smoking pot in my old bedroom that was built off our garage. We always had a lot cats and kittens, back then. On this night we heard kittens crying excessively in the garage, so we went to investigate. Several kittens from one of our cats’ recent litters looked sick, like in total agony, but the mommy cat was ignoring them. There was a puddle of antifreeze under my mom’s old car, so we suspected that the kittens may have ingested some of it. We were concerned, but this was pre-internet age, so we had no idea what to do. I considered taking them in my room to keep an eye on them, but we wanted to give the mommy cat a chance to maybe take care of them. I had this old security camera mounted on a saw horse, so we just put them in a cardboard box outside and set the camera up on them. We watched the sick kitties on my TV until we eventually fell asleep. My dad, being an early riser, came barging into my bedroom at about 6am asking me why in the hell we had a camera on a box of dead kittens. He wasn’t mad. He was amused. I explained the circumstance to him, but I felt like he still thought we killed them, somehow, just to watch them die. I brought it up to him somewhat recently, and he was still under the impression we killed them for fun. He actually thought we killed them and set them out there to see if we could catch a coyote sneaking up there to eat them. WTF?

A Kitten Story

One night when I was about 17, my best friend Eddy and I were smoking pot in my old bedroom that was built off our garage. We always had a lot cats and kittens, back then. On this night we heard kittens crying excessively in the garage, so we went to investigate. Several kittens from one of our cats’ recent litters looked sick, like in total agony, but the mommy cat was ignoring them. There was a puddle of antifreeze under my mom’s old car, so we suspected that the kittens may have ingested some of it.

We were concerned, but this was pre-internet age, so we had no idea what to do. I considered taking them in my room to keep an eye on them, but we wanted to give the mommy cat a chance to maybe take care of them. I had this old security camera mounted on a saw horse, so we just put them in a cardboard box outside and set the camera up on them. We watched the sick kitties on my TV until we eventually fell asleep.

My dad, being an early riser, came barging into my bedroom at about 6am asking me why in the hell we had a camera on a box of dead kittens. He wasn’t mad. He was amused. I explained the circumstance to him, but I felt like he still thought we killed them, somehow, just to watch them die.

I brought it up to him somewhat recently, and he was still under the impression we killed them for fun. He actually thought we killed them and set them out there to see if we could catch a coyote sneaking up there to eat them. WTF?
Posted at 9:24pm