On my way home I saw a dead white cat lying across the sidewalk. I couldn't stop myself to yelp, and to near-scream, "OMYGOOOD." The cat was so beautiful, and its death was beautiful in a peaceful way all the same. Though, I still wonder how it died.
Was the cat ran over by a speedy reckless truck? Was it so sick that it couldn't bring its self to take another breath? Or did the cat take the liberty of ending her/his short-lived life?
There are some animals like dolphins that commit suicide when they are under extreme stress and pressure. A good example of this is the death of Flipper The Dolphin.
Every time I remember the almost-frozen body of the cat and its closed eyes, I still feel sickly and want to cry...
About
- Finella
- hi. i'm finella. i like a lot of things and i think i like to feel. i also enjoy taking long walks, and watching dolphins&other sea creatures, and going to museums, and being with a few people, and eating mexican/indian food. the usual stuff—art, music, books, russia, trains, airports, philosophy, psychology, and literature— intrigue me. i'm an engineering student (MS soon to be PhD) and i don't feel like one. and i think that's okay as long as i stay true to myself. i am very idealistic, but at times, like right now, i don't feel like one because i am an enfp. my only dream is to have a constant happy disposition. that's very idealistic and i'm quite pessimistic so i don't know.