Paw Prints In The Moonlight (2012) - Plot & Excerpts
On the table lay a tragic sight. The silver-coloured she-cat was still bleeding, her flanks heaving with the desperate effort to stay alive. Next to her lay the barely living bodies of her two kittens. With immense difficulty I had rescued them and rushed them here for help. ‘There’ll be nothing I can be doing for any of them. They’re all goners!’ he said, with professional finality. His Scottish brogue was oddly comforting in that sterile, clinical atmosphere. His examination had been short but thorough. I could see expressed in the eyes of Mac the Vet the professional conclusion that saving these cats was beyond the scope and skills of modern veterinary science. ‘They’re past hope, laddie,’ he intoned gently, perhaps fearful of my reaction. I winced at his words, not wanting to believe him as I gazed once more at the threesome lying before me on the table. Mac was right, of course, his expertise was beyond question. From appearances nothing humanely could be done for these creatures other than a swift and painless death but I had stubbornly clung on to the hope that somehow they could be saved.
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