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Dirty Knees

written by M.E. Evans June 18, 2017

Dirty knees.

Francesco and I were driving from Cassino to Atina when I looked over and saw a kitten, maybe three weeks old, sitting bewildered in the middle of a parking lot driveway. I screamed “stop!” And jumped out of the car. While running over, a family (of dipshits) drove over the kitten and stopped to wait for traffic. I ran to their car and looked under. No sign of the kitten, but I could hear it mewing. I jumped up and screamed “PUT YOUR CAR IN PARK!” They did. And stayed in the car because they were seriously weird.

I’m on the ground in Cassino, desperately looking under their car for the kitten. A few men come running over to see what I’m doing, flailing on the concrete. “There’s a kitten somewhere!” I tell them. I scream at Francesco to “Come and help you jackass!” because he’s still in the car, watching. He gets out of his mothers Fiatt and comes over. We find it, it’s climbed up into the wheel well and is hanging out there. After 10 minutes of rolling around on the ground, I finally reach the kitten and pull it out. The people inside of the car are still sitting there, with expressions like they’ve just taken a heavy dose of morphine. One is eating a sandwich. I’m holding the kitten and tell the people in the car to go. The driver shrugs and pulls away. One of the men who helped says that he knows where the mamma cat is, “she lives right there,” he points, “give me the kitten and I’ll take it to her.” I shake my head no. “I’m taking it to the vet.” Francesco says “give it back to the mom.” And they pry the kitten, who I already love and have quietly named bob, from my hands. The old man walks away with Bob, and I get into the car with Francesco.

My knees are filthy and I realize I have Feral kitten germs on my hands. “Ew,” I stare at them. I turned to Francesco, “we saved a kitten!”

And he says, “next time you jump out of the car, shut the goddamn door.”

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cindyfisherwoman June 18, 2017 at 8:16 am


Wynne June 18, 2017 at 8:51 am

I literally gasped when you wrote the car ran over the kitten. I’m so glad you saved him! I, too, would’ve been hard-pressed to let him go. But the mother would’ve been worried, so I guess it’s a good thing they are together. I hope they’re safe now.

Susan Peebles June 18, 2017 at 10:13 am

God bless you.

briandmumford June 18, 2017 at 12:49 pm

Good for you. How do you think it would have went down in America?

chirose June 18, 2017 at 1:11 pm

That’s awesome.!! Lol…

Christine Gaspare Dotto June 18, 2017 at 3:22 pm

That is a great story, I went through waves of various emotions as I read it. Thank you.

Elisabete Durfey June 18, 2017 at 10:53 pm

Thank you for being the beautiful Soul that you are and caring. They need more people like you out there!!
Thanks for sharing this lovely story. Wish you could have taken all of them home with you, but alas, we do what we can.

Yvonne June 19, 2017 at 12:02 am


GirlinFlorence June 19, 2017 at 2:47 am

you rock Misty. I would have punched the dude eating a sandwich. Some people have no souls.

M.E. Evans June 19, 2017 at 6:40 am

It was the weirdest fucking thing I’ve ever seen. Like 5 people under your care looking for a baby kitten, and you and your family just keep having a car picnic.

leefoust June 19, 2017 at 11:38 am

Oh, Misty, I miss you so much! I can’t believe I wasn’t in Florence when you were. I must have sucked really bad in a previous life. This is a great story and so you.

Shannon June 21, 2017 at 12:22 am

Lol at the morphine comment. I can totally see that. I spend, and have spent, a lot of time in Torino. I’m pretty sure there’s morphine in the public water supply here. And yay for you for saving a kitten!

julietc June 23, 2017 at 2:29 pm

Ha!!!! Funny but what a wierd family, still Bob lives another day, that’s cool


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