Thankful For Animal Control

This afternoon as I was walking into our house, I head a soft meow behind me. I looked around, didn't see anything, and proceeded to go inside. Again, I heard the faint meow and knew it was a baby kitty. Looking more closely to where the noise was coming from, I saw a little black ball in the corner of the parking stall across the way (looks like my motherly instincts are kicking in). Sure enough, a stray kitten was huddled in the corner. 

The little guy was hurt. Apparently, some cruel woman hit him as she was driving by, or so my neighbor said. He was limping really bad and crying... made me want to cry with him.

Being the insane animal lover I am, I rushed to his aide by getting him a tiny bowl of milk and a blanket to snuggle in. The Mister did his duty and called the city's animal control department. We would have kept him, but he was in a bad way and we already have 2 dogs. I don't want to be that crazy lady living in an apartment with a million animals like they do on Hoarders.

Anyway, minutes later Animal Control came to kitty's rescue. They will be taking him to the Humane Society where a vet will fix him up and adopt him out. 

Animal cruelty is so wrong. It literally makes me furious and depressed to the point of tears all at the same time. Therefore, today I am so grateful for animal control programs and the measures they take to provide safety and good homes for all of the wrongfully treated animals out there!