Monday Mourning – R.I.P Little Ones

The small family of feral cats that were being cared for by the local cat charity have been murdered, by poisoning. I don’t know what to say. I just feel immense, overwhelming sadness and fury that this happened, that someone could do this and will never be made to answer for their crimes. There were only four of them, a mother, her two daughters and a young man who joined them; they had all been neutered so they wouldn’t breed, the cat charity was caring for them, they were just trying to live their lives and still some evil, small-minded, small-hearted bastard could not let them be.
I don’t know why they did what they did, whether for purely evil motives, to enjoy the power of taking these lives, simply because they could, or whether they are of that growing number of people who demand the world be a certain way and anything that doesn’t fit in to that must be removed; they just did not like them being there, couldn’t bear their existence, that they dared to have a life in their own way, they wanted them cleared out, gone; so they condemned them without a care.
People who have forgotten that this world is not just ours to bully and use, dominate and adapt, as we see fit, to best suit our own comfort, gain and ends. I’m so sick of this attitude that we are the top, the very top, rulers of all and can do anything, control anything, take anything, destroy anything, with impunity. Other lives are disregarded as having no rights, no value, unworthy of any consideration, just something that can be judged upon coldly and harshly.
Everything is being manipulated so the world can be this uniform place of profit and orderliness, neat and contained, with its rules and guidelines. Do not step out of the boundaries or your days are numbered. The earth itself and all the other creatures don’t get a choice, don’t have a say. They don’t matter in this grand scheme of domination and suppression. Anything that doesn’t fit into the plan is targeted and will not be tolerated.
I look around and see more and more control happening, more wildness and freedom taken away. Things being fenced off and fenced in; land locked away, claimed, owned, dominated, and withheld. Nature ripped up and torn down, to make way for business and profit, where everything has a price. Wild places destroyed and made over into controlled spaces, where everything is regimented and restrained, made empty, bland and soulless. Dirty grey nets and spikes so birds cannot settle there, ‘undesirable’ species are trapped, poisoned, shot, to control and remove, make everything sterile and in obeyance. Everything cut and tamed. To make us increasingly isolated and shut off from the living world and each other, powerless, subdued and closed in.
Wildness and freedom are condemned and so the feral family were doomed. I cared about these cats, I watched their progress and just feel gutted that they met such a horrendous fate. I cannot imagine what it must have been like for their carers to find them. I cannot bear to think how they suffered, these sweet creatures who never did anything wrong. I’m sorry little ones, you deserved so much better than this.

It makes me realize what a battle it is to protect those living outside, what a vulnerable life it is, prey to any monster who decides they have the right to do as they please. We have to be tuned in and vigilant to all the life around us and I feel it ever more intensely now, to be aware and protect. I try to look out for any creature as I make my way through life, anyone that needs help, be it once, just for a moment or over a longer time, like regular meals or respite from injury. Whatever the need I try to do what I can, even when it might not be enough, even though I sometimes fail, even though it never feels enough. We have to be attuned to the needs of our brothers and sisters in an increasingly hostile, closed off, cold world, to become more connected to our surroundings and the links between us and fight back against the controlling and taming of our world and our souls.

RIP Victoria, Muffin, Cupcake and Gordon.

So sad little ones but you will never be forgotten.