Not long ago, I saw this article in my local newspaper (yeah, I read the paper, and not on line either).
Campaign for a kitten
The article is about a woman who adopted a 9 week old kitten, only to learn that it has a birth defect. Its ribs are growing the wrong way so that they will not protect his heart. In fact they will eventually pierce his heart an kill him.
The woman is heartbroken and decides to raise money for the surgery, which will need to be performed twice, because he will grow and change, and they will need a special casts that will need to accommodate his growing body, etc. (For Seinfeld fans, I am reminded of this quote from George Costanza: "So they're flying in special tiny instruments from El Paso") The estimated cost for all of the kitten's needs is about $1500. Donations could be made to the "Misty the Kitten" fund.
So how did that work out, you might wonder? After all, that is a ridiculous amount of money to raise in a short period of time.
But when Misty reached 11 weeks, the campaign had raised $2046 with 12 days left in the campaign.
WHAT!??!
Not to sound bitter, but I can't even get my coworkers to give me $5 for diabetes research. Diabetes, which kills thousands upon thousands of people every year.
But wait, there's more. This happens: Misty the Kitten Dies Post-Surgery.
Super.
Stupid kitten.
Now the woman who created the fund has a bunch of money left over and she wants to use it to support other hopeless sick kitten cases.
So once in a while I read another article about some other hopeless case of a cat that would probably prefer sweet death to another pointless and painful surgery using the LEFTOVER FUNDS from the "Misty the Kitten" fund.
Fine world, have it your way.
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