last friday afternoon I found a 3 month old kitten in the parking lot gutter ,I thought that it was dead ,the closer that I got to it ,I could see that it was barly breathing ,but still alive ,I tried to revive it and rehydrate for about 2 hours to stabilize it to get it to the vets office across town ,at the vets office they started an IV to keep him alive ,he died shortly after that ,the vet told me that he was severly dehydrated and malnuriched and was surprised that the kitten had lived this long on its own ,this hit me hard for a few days I'm much better now ,but before this illness I don't think that it would have affected me so much ,I have always been a animal lover but it seems like the sadness is a little deeper with this illness ,before the illness I used to walk around with blinders on and not to many things could affect me ,but now my compation is much deeper than ever ,I'm just not sure if this is good or bad for me ?