Save a Kitten Today

There it is on Facebook, a minute, quivering bundle of terror. Cars and trucks roar past, the kitten rolls, a flash of white from its tummy. A truck drives astride it, the kitten claws at the air, trying to escape. It hasn't a hope of escaping death. The only question is when. How many more gargantuan roars before it is hit? And will it be quick. Watching the security movie, I wince and shudder with each passing car.

Then, a car stops, creating a small oasis in front of it. The kitten lies still, hopeless. The driver bends down, picks up the kitten, little paws dangling. They disappear into the belly of the car and are gone.

The video went viral, a heart stopping moment before scrolling on down Facebook. But it is a recurring metaphor, back to biblical times – the Good Samaritan. Can we put it on pause and think: can I save a kitten today?

Can I stop the unheeding rush from item to item on my todo list. Just look around and see someone cold, lost, hungry. Someone lonely, fearful, in pain. Just a word, an email, a bunch of flowers.

Can I save a kitten today?


PS The rescuer was later identified as Denis Degtyarev, from Primorsky in Kaliningrad. He said, 'When I touched him, he opened his eyes. As it turned out, he was so tiny he could not even feed himself. 'I checked him quickly as I picked him up, he looked deeply shocked but all right, in that nothing was broken or badly bruised. 'There was no blood. I drove it to the sport school which my kids attend, and there friends of ours quickly found him a new family. 'He is doing well now.' (Thanks to Trollip Trollup who posted this comment.)


Watch the video – link





About UntraveledRoads

Fascinated by life, looking for answers to chronic pain and finding unexpected gifts. Interested in people, ideas, healing and humour. I am very happily married with three children and a kitten. As English born immigrants to Canada, we have family spread overseas, a daughter in South Africa and one in England. We also run a charity in South Africa to educate black, rural South African Women. Our first girl from a rural township has just graduated as an accountant from Johannesburg University and got a good job in a bank.
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