Friday, April 25, 2008

Finally

Jabba the Hutt died last Wednesday. Last night, over a week later, someone finally came by and got his cat.

That's right. The landlord, Jabba's son, who knew he had a pet cat, left it all by itself for over a week. Nice guy.

Because it was an indoor/outdoor cat, Jabba sometimes left his bathroom window open so the cat could go in and out. Luckily, the window was open when Jabba keeled over, so that I and the guys downstairs could leave food and water for the cat on the windowsill. I hate to think what would have happened otherwise.

I just don't understand some people. Although, the past week was probably like a vacation for that poor cat - no more LOUD NOISE and chain-smoking owner.

I wonder what will happen to her now.

4 comments:

Exador said...

People suck. Reading about the "BIG mortgage crisis", the bleeding news ran a story about how when lots of losers get evicted, they leave the house/apartment with their pet LOCKED inside. Weeks later, someone will find these poor creatures' bodies.

Rockycat said...

I will never, ever understand how someone could be so cruel.

listie said...

Jabba died!? I go away for a couple of weeks and all sorts of things happen.

Rockycat said...

Yep, Jabba kicked the ol' bucket.