Day 059: Out of Sight, Out of Mind

Day 059:

I was walking around the plaza of the hospital of my medical school. I was looking for my lost clipboard. As I was looking around, scouting where my valuable orange plastic possession could be, a small lump of hair grabbed my attention. A pair of kittens. Under a rock. Almost. They were barely moving. They were extremely thin. I came up close, one of them raised its head... slowly, as if it took a lot of effort. Then it lay down again, back to "sleep".

Part of me wanted to take care of the kitten. Part of me knew I hadn't had the discipline to follow through with any feline adoption. Part of me honestly wanted nothing to do with cats. Part of me just thought of the danger of infection.

I walked away. I left them there. Under their rock. Where I found them. I wouldn't have found them had I not been looking for my clipboard.


These are just kittens.

I wonder how many more abandonments and sad stories we'd find under rocks, flyovers and bridges.