March 4, 2011\r
I was driving down Cherry ave when the car in front of me ran over a small black and white cat. I saw the cat was still alive and struggling so I stopped, got out of my car, and picked up the poor cat. I love animals, but this isn't something I would normally do. However, I knew there was a Vet hospital a few yards away so I wrapped the cat in a few sheets of paper that I had in my car, and rushed to the Mercy Animal Medical Center. \r
When I got there, I was greeted by the worst lady you would ever imagine working for a vet hospital! I calmly explained to her what had happened, while at the same time holding the poor cat in my arms. The cat had broken bones, was bleeding, urinating all over the place, and going in and out of consciousness. He/she was obviously in pain and was dying and needed help. \r
The lady at the front desk was mean and repeatedly stated that she could NOT help me! Now, what did she mean she could NOT help me? I think she forgot she wor
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