
Cate nduta
Some years back I had a cat I had nicknamed Cate Nduta. A very charming black and white fur beibe. She was my only companion and I had to get her some mtura on a daily basis in the evening ,religiously as an expression of raw love . She would then wash it down with some milk as she waited for me to make dinner. One day, a kid member of my residence came with some not so godly news. Teacher pussy yako Iko Kwa gate imelala. WHAT? MY PUSSY, KWA GATE? IMELALA?
I dashed there, poor girl was lying down helplessly with some bleeding in the mouth. The sight was gross and heart wrenching.She looked at me and meaowed pitifully making my heart sink so deep and as hollow as kasongo promises.
Satan in a human body with a very black heart had hit my cat and injured her lower back, probably giving her a fracture. She could not walk 😢 on her hind limbs. I helped Nduta into the house and placed her on the couch, with tears of melancholy brimming my eyes and freely falling. A cloud of sadness engulfed that house.The mood felt black. Watching her try to walk by dragging her hind limbs shuttered my heart into many pieces of nothingness. I held Nduta in my hands and literally prayed for her,that at least a miracle could happen.
The following day , I called a vet to check on her. As he assessed it, I decided to alievate the suffering and perform euthanasia, I paid 500 for it. He promised to go and give the life taking jab at his clinic since he had not carried it. And my Nduta would join the other cats in spirit .
Nduta was taken onto the bike, I gave her a final caressing as pain pierced my heart . She was then driven away as I cursed the harming hands that descended on her.
Later that night I dreamt of my lovely cat being ran over by a lorry.😢.
I sat on the bed and my inner voice shouted at me" you are stupid, you were dupped. Cate was killed by brutal force and not the calm injection"
was strongly convinced Cate was either smashed or thrown into the bush to suffer to death.
Why do people hurt animals?
😢