Milepost Unknown

A cat was dumped in the cruelest of places.  The cat, maybe two cats, were seen crossing the road, in the dark, almost to Yellow Bottom campground, out on Quartzville road, along the river.

This is a wild and scenic area, remote and lonely in the winter, the road in often a go at your own risk game of dodge the falling rocks and fallen branches.

There have been quite a few cats dumped up in that remote area over the years.  More this summer and fall and now winter, than I can ever remember.

Dumping a cat way out there is an act of extreme cruelty.   They will die slowly of starvation or exposure.  The acts of psychopaths to do such a deed.

Such people of zero character and criminal intent seem almost common these days, people who are so "tiny" they get their thrills hurting things much smaller than themselves.  They're so pathetic and evil.

Anyway, I tried to find the cat, as did a couple other people.  I did finally see the cat and then tried to trap him or her.  She's just a little thing, a tabby on white and not very old.  But even though I was there all night last night, she wouldn't go for a trap.  Likely she got traumatized in a trap when caught and dumped.  Its very sad and horrible and my failure will add to my nightmares I'm sure.

It's an hour and a half drive for me up there and 20 miles up a road that narrows and winds around steep corners beyond Green Peter dam.  The road is strewn in places with fallen rocks from steep unstable cliffs and fallen branches.

It is a wild and beautiful corridor.  And sometimes the location choice of psycho's to torture little animals.  Like this little cat dumped out there.

Bless you, little kitty.