Nastiest Dead Cat I’ve Seen Lately. Sorry, This Is Gross. Astoria, Queens. Probably NSFW Unless You Work At A Slaughterhouse.

This is the nastiest dead cat I’ve seen lately. Innards hanging out, sparkling and bulging in the sun. This was on an Astoria side street devoid of people. That might explain how this cat had probably been sitting there for days as maggots and whatever else feasted. I reported it to 311. That report will probably languish in obscurity until the coyotes come from the suburbs to finish off this carcass. The 311 NYC Android app had no category to report dead animals. So I filed my complaint under rodents, thinking that was close enough. The automated response from 311 says that rodent complaints take 30 days to be investigated. Oh well. I could have called it in on the phone but that takes so long (especially on Sundays) and in the hard-to-see-my-phone’s-screen glare it took more than 15 minutes to install the app and then navigate around it enough to conclude that I was wasting my time reporting a dead cat through the rodent complaint venue. This poor dead creature’s meat has been scraped out of it by what, I don’t know. Raccoons? Tinder Food Stamp Millennials? (That was a joke.) I leave room between these opening sentences and the main attraction. Don’t look if you don’t want to see…