Today’s technology and the realities of resource shortages in a non First World country like Turkey makes it far easier and cheaper for someone to shoot a video and show it on You Tube than it is to take an injured animal to a veterinarian.
That being said, the second cat does not even look injured at first glance. No visible blood shed, no visible mayhem. With a little effort but no harm to them, I could get two of my own cats to pose like this. Especially with a little tuna juice strategically applied. I wouldn’t believe every sob story that comes across the internet without proof.
By the way, all cats go to heaven. Outside are the dogs.... (Seriously, no subhuman animal has been gifted with the unique moral sense required for a hell to be just or for heaven to be a reward.)
I certainly hope so. When I get there, I hope to see Blanco, Nannette, Two Tone, Allie, Kitty, and the other cats with whom I have shared my life.
True that.
We had a little black cat come to us as a stray who had been run over. No blood at all. But lots of pain with a broken leg.
I hope it was a cat who just could sleep through anything.
I can’t bear helpless animals being hurt. I am still seething over the Oakland police officer taking a glock and 7 shots to a harmless cornered baby deer and then turning around and smiling like he had just done the big hunt of the century.