milivica
11-07-2006, 12:12 AM
I hate to even start a thread about this, cause maybe it's not what I'm supposed to post on mgh...but maybe it is cause I might do this cause I'm aspie...here goes:
Tonight, I dropped of my daughter at 4H, then Vince and I drive to the nearby library which he does great at usually, so it's darn pleasant to ENJOY time with him. I leave the library to pick up Carmen from her 4H group, the road is clear. Two minutes later as we leave 4H there is a dead looking cat in almost the middle of the road. Vince FREAKS, he is already crying cause Carmen 'won' the battle over who opens the car handle so he is already frustrated, defeated, and wants a reward for not 'kicking her butt'. He sees the cat same time as I do, and completely loses it. Understandable.
I tell him I need to go back, no friggin way could I handle not knowing if it was still alive and just knocked out, and me checking could have made a difference by me getting it help - plus, if it's dead, I want to get it off the road. It's not squished at all, but would be by the next day, I wouldn't want the owners to see it like that. What if it just so happened to get out, and they love it dearly?
So, I go back, park my car, Vince has calmed himself. I don't let either kid out cause I'm unsure if the cat is actually dead. I fear one or both of them will get scratched or bit if the cat comes to and rightfully freaks out. I fear the same for myself, it has no collar or tags so could be a 'wild' cat which we have out here. It wasn't breathing, but cause no fluids were coming out of it like most hit animals, I was kind of jumpy. I moved it off the road, and onto the grass. It's eyes were slightly open, it was still warm. I felt so stinkin bad for it.
I called the non-emergency cops from home, told him about it. He checked and called right back, it was in fact dead which I figured (but what if I was wrong). I thought if some family was missing their cat, they would call the cops or animal control, and at least this way, they'll know what happened, and know someone at least cared enough to get it out of the road.
It was so sad. I'm sure the animal didn't suffer though, I'm guessing it jumped and was hit by the grill or something directly on it's whole body, it didn't have a mark on it.
Am I the only one that puts my plans on hold, and makes every animal emergency a priority? Gawd I'd get in so much trouble at work for this, I finally lied about it (then told the truth and got in more trouble). I'm the only one running all over the road after birds with a hurt wing, etc etc... I don't do it on purpose, it's automatic, not so much a moral thing or whatnot, pretty much like if you saw a human baby or child in need of help you would just automatically do it.
Are any of you weather nt or asd aware of automatic prioritizing your brain does, that seems unique to you. Just wondering. Kind of a getting to know ya question I suppose.
Mili
Tonight, I dropped of my daughter at 4H, then Vince and I drive to the nearby library which he does great at usually, so it's darn pleasant to ENJOY time with him. I leave the library to pick up Carmen from her 4H group, the road is clear. Two minutes later as we leave 4H there is a dead looking cat in almost the middle of the road. Vince FREAKS, he is already crying cause Carmen 'won' the battle over who opens the car handle so he is already frustrated, defeated, and wants a reward for not 'kicking her butt'. He sees the cat same time as I do, and completely loses it. Understandable.
I tell him I need to go back, no friggin way could I handle not knowing if it was still alive and just knocked out, and me checking could have made a difference by me getting it help - plus, if it's dead, I want to get it off the road. It's not squished at all, but would be by the next day, I wouldn't want the owners to see it like that. What if it just so happened to get out, and they love it dearly?
So, I go back, park my car, Vince has calmed himself. I don't let either kid out cause I'm unsure if the cat is actually dead. I fear one or both of them will get scratched or bit if the cat comes to and rightfully freaks out. I fear the same for myself, it has no collar or tags so could be a 'wild' cat which we have out here. It wasn't breathing, but cause no fluids were coming out of it like most hit animals, I was kind of jumpy. I moved it off the road, and onto the grass. It's eyes were slightly open, it was still warm. I felt so stinkin bad for it.
I called the non-emergency cops from home, told him about it. He checked and called right back, it was in fact dead which I figured (but what if I was wrong). I thought if some family was missing their cat, they would call the cops or animal control, and at least this way, they'll know what happened, and know someone at least cared enough to get it out of the road.
It was so sad. I'm sure the animal didn't suffer though, I'm guessing it jumped and was hit by the grill or something directly on it's whole body, it didn't have a mark on it.
Am I the only one that puts my plans on hold, and makes every animal emergency a priority? Gawd I'd get in so much trouble at work for this, I finally lied about it (then told the truth and got in more trouble). I'm the only one running all over the road after birds with a hurt wing, etc etc... I don't do it on purpose, it's automatic, not so much a moral thing or whatnot, pretty much like if you saw a human baby or child in need of help you would just automatically do it.
Are any of you weather nt or asd aware of automatic prioritizing your brain does, that seems unique to you. Just wondering. Kind of a getting to know ya question I suppose.
Mili