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This morning while I was painting my outside fence, I heard a plaintive cry.It sounded like a kittens cry.I searched in the bushes opposite but couldn't locate where the sound wascoming from.There are 5 recycle bins close by andI eventually found the source.Inside the general rubbish bin, after rummaging through the muckmy wife found it ------ a tiny kitten, inside a tied plastic bag inside anothertied plastic bag. We managed to get it out and down to the vet.It's a boy kitten and vet thinks he's OK ( 4-5 weeks old )We named him Lucky,cos he was.To the p̶e̶r̶s̶o̶n̶ bastard who did this " May you rot in hell"
From another Cyprus forum...QuoteThis morning while I was painting my outside fence, I heard a plaintive cry.It sounded like a kittens cry.I searched in the bushes opposite but couldn't locate where the sound wascoming from.There are 5 recycle bins close by andI eventually found the source.Inside the general rubbish bin, after rummaging through the muckmy wife found it ------ a tiny kitten, inside a tied plastic bag inside anothertied plastic bag. We managed to get it out and down to the vet.It's a boy kitten and vet thinks he's OK ( 4-5 weeks old )We named him Lucky,cos he was.To the p̶e̶r̶s̶o̶n̶ bastard who did this " May you rot in hell"
There's some right cnuts in this world
