A caged kitten’s agony
By
Mansi Sharma
My heart cries whenever I recall the sight. I am nowhere near to being what you call an expert in animal behavior but as my eyes can see and my heart can feel, I know this is WRONG!
As I walked into an air conditioned restaurant, looking for a table, I heard a 'meow'. Yes, a cat's meow. I looked about here and there only to find a little kitten squeezed in a cage. So unusual, so cruel! This is the first time I had seen a cat, rather a kitten (all the more horrible!) in a cage. It saddened me to see the little creature locked up in a small box --- small indeed!
I do not know how many square feet of space is required per cat, but as it was visible, the kitten's movement was restricted. Far from moving, she could not even sit properly. Its sad, helpless eyes met mine --- they were so expressive, almost human. I could sense the kitten’s pain. Very beastly of whoever had caged this cute kitten, I thought, but I felt helpless, as helpless as the kitten herself!
I recall reading somewhere that Leonardo Da Vinci used to buy caged birds and set them free after getting back home. I wished I could buy the caged kitten. But, somehow the courage failed me. I could not even approach, let alone admonish, the caged kitten’s owners.
Months have rolled on, but it still pricks my conscience as to why I could not convey my feelings for the kitten to her owner. Maybe a fear that the owner would not listen but then was I myself not in a cage of fear?
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