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Originally Posted by SWTXBelle
I'll never forget one summer driving through South Carolina - a little kitten (about maybe 4 weeks old) in the middle of the road. It was almost hit by an 18 wheeler. I stopped the car and got it - so tiny, and totally covered with fleas. This was in the middle of NOWHERE. Someone must have dropped off a pregnant cat or the kittens.  I went to the first store I could find, and asked the person behind the counter if she could take it to the shelter. She very rudely said no, why don't you?  Well, I'm already running late for getting my daughters to camp. Going back 45 minutes and trying to find a shelter in a city I don't know wasn't very feasible. Luckily, the lady behind me heard our tale of woe, and took the kitten. She said that once her children saw it, it would probably not make it to the shelter because they would keep it.  |
While I understand what you're saying, what was the cashier supposed to do with the kitten, exactly? I mean, she's at work - she can't just leave to go take the kitten to the animal shelter, or keep the kitten behind the counter. She'd be fired ...