They started to take down the old school building by my house today. The reason why is because it is in such bad shape, and the reason it's in such bad shape is because the politics of this town is in even worse shape, and the guy who owned it apparently had connections and was never made to keep it in code. It became a ruin, and now the Church is ripping it down, to make a freaking parking lot.
But I'm not here to discuss that aspect of it, sad as it is. I'm thinking about all of the stray cats who took refuge in it, poor shelter that it was, it was still something. Soon it will be just an empty lot, and they will have one less place to shelter them during the cruel winter. I've heard that they found a lot of animal bodies in there, and I wasn't surprised. I'm sure that poor ACE was there, and countless others that I didn't know about. Maybe Watermellon too. I wish (a) that I could help all of them who remain and (b) that I could somehow honor their memory, the cats with no names who suffered and died without a tear shed in their memory.
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