I just remembered a story. In the early 2000s I was driving to work and a cat jumped out of the sewer in front of me in my sub division. I got out of my car and noticed it had a claw growing all the way out and back thru it's paw. I grabbed it and took it to the vet, left it there with instructions to fix it and went to work.
I got home that night feeling like a good person and my wife told me it was a neighbors cat and they called the police because someone got out of their car and stole it. BTW I was wearing a suit. So I walked over to their house and introduced myself to the woman who answered the door with 2 children under 10. She proceeded to curse me out like a drunken sailor and tell me that her husband was gonna put me in the hospital. Hmmm. I left and went to the police to turn myself in. They asked if I wanted to press charges against them for cruelty to animals. Nope. A cop who I coach soccer with told me they go to their house all the time for domestic issues. Romeo has a GF on the side and they are all drunks. Like I was. The next day i stopped by the vet's office and paid the bill. $200ish.? The vet cut me a break. The vet told me the husband was in and he told the vet I better steer clear of him. The vet also asked if i wanted to press charges for animal cruelty. The cat needed emergency surgery. They ended up picking up the cat and never paying me back. A few weeks later he walked by my house by himself while I was in my driveway. I walked half way towards him and said - "hey you fat piece of ****, I hear you are looking for me?". In NJ no one carries guns. Manno a manno. He gave me the finger and waddled away.
I keep forgetting that story.
I got home that night feeling like a good person and my wife told me it was a neighbors cat and they called the police because someone got out of their car and stole it. BTW I was wearing a suit. So I walked over to their house and introduced myself to the woman who answered the door with 2 children under 10. She proceeded to curse me out like a drunken sailor and tell me that her husband was gonna put me in the hospital. Hmmm. I left and went to the police to turn myself in. They asked if I wanted to press charges against them for cruelty to animals. Nope. A cop who I coach soccer with told me they go to their house all the time for domestic issues. Romeo has a GF on the side and they are all drunks. Like I was. The next day i stopped by the vet's office and paid the bill. $200ish.? The vet cut me a break. The vet told me the husband was in and he told the vet I better steer clear of him. The vet also asked if i wanted to press charges for animal cruelty. The cat needed emergency surgery. They ended up picking up the cat and never paying me back. A few weeks later he walked by my house by himself while I was in my driveway. I walked half way towards him and said - "hey you fat piece of ****, I hear you are looking for me?". In NJ no one carries guns. Manno a manno. He gave me the finger and waddled away.
I keep forgetting that story.




