Finishing up a tough morning. Eighteen years ago, when I retired, we had a kitten adopt us. Just the wife and I at home. This was the start of the "empty nest." Son's had married and moved on starting their lives. So, The tiny (barley year old cat) dropped a litter of (4) babies. We gave all away but one. So, we been caring for a providing two of them with a very good life. Pet door to go in and out of garage (not allowed in house). Somehow. Wife promptly comes home from church and runs over one of them around 0930am. Definitely broken back and she was suffering bad. crying and trying to crawl. I called all over and no vets open on Sunday. Not even county animal shelter.
I could not allow the poor thing to suffer. She was actually looking like going into shock. I had no choice. Put her comfortable in a box with some towels. Took her out to the woods and I had to put her out of her pain n misery. I have had to do the same thing to a cat many years ago that got caught up in my dads truck engine. That time it did not affect me at all. This one has been my sidekick since 2008. I had no idea and often rolled my eyes when I heard of people being so affected losing a pet. Now I get it. Of course many of them did not have to do what I had to do about an hour ago. I tried best I could after making her comfortable. I put a 9mm round in the back of her head and buried her in some woods near home. It is just strange. I got up , fed them this am. Now we are down to one left. It all happened so fast. Now the toughest part is to stop the wife from being miserable and feeling ever so guilty. Accidents happen.