Tuesday, June 15, 2004
Pets.
Mum wants to put down my cat, the black and white one noone ever sees because its scared of people.
Its mums fault, for years shes screamed at it and thrown (yes actually picked up and thrown) outside and kicked and abused it. It wont come near anyone anymore unless its in the mood, at which point we usually ignore it, its sad really, i feel kinda bad, that cat must have such a crappy life, it lives outside most of the time because mum wont let it stay inside because it either pisses or shits all over the place, like my jacket, that was the last straw for mum. Due to that she wont let him inside, which has led to his thinning, he used to sleep inside all day and eat, then throw it up, and he used to be a fat cat, now hes half the size, he used to beat up all the other cats in the street, now he gets beat up. His hair has fallen out, and its gone all ratty and ew... I blame mum for this. I feel guilty for not patting him when he came up to me looking for a pat, and for ignoring him most of the time. He was a nice cat till mum scared the shit out of him. A greedy bastard tho, who always stole my other cats food then threw it up on the doorstep, or beat her up. Maybe he deserved it, maybe he was acting up due to lack of attention, either way that cats prolly better off dead.
We've had both cats ever since we moved to carrum downs when i was 5, itll be different without him clawing on the door to come in, or running in terror at the sight of mum, or having to clean up his hairballs off the couch, its not a good difference and i dont like it.
Much like my dog, she should have been given away, but i cant bring myself to give her away, even tho she never gets any attention anymore.
I think thats why im such an arsehole sometimes, picked it up from mum.
No more pets.
[Edit]
No more mister cat, No more than 10 minutes after i posted the above mum left to have him put down, :'(
[Edit 2]
Mum said the vet said he had cancer, apparently in his mouth / throat, he couldnt eat due to having hardly any tongue.
Goodbye Catty.
Its mums fault, for years shes screamed at it and thrown (yes actually picked up and thrown) outside and kicked and abused it. It wont come near anyone anymore unless its in the mood, at which point we usually ignore it, its sad really, i feel kinda bad, that cat must have such a crappy life, it lives outside most of the time because mum wont let it stay inside because it either pisses or shits all over the place, like my jacket, that was the last straw for mum. Due to that she wont let him inside, which has led to his thinning, he used to sleep inside all day and eat, then throw it up, and he used to be a fat cat, now hes half the size, he used to beat up all the other cats in the street, now he gets beat up. His hair has fallen out, and its gone all ratty and ew... I blame mum for this. I feel guilty for not patting him when he came up to me looking for a pat, and for ignoring him most of the time. He was a nice cat till mum scared the shit out of him. A greedy bastard tho, who always stole my other cats food then threw it up on the doorstep, or beat her up. Maybe he deserved it, maybe he was acting up due to lack of attention, either way that cats prolly better off dead.
We've had both cats ever since we moved to carrum downs when i was 5, itll be different without him clawing on the door to come in, or running in terror at the sight of mum, or having to clean up his hairballs off the couch, its not a good difference and i dont like it.
Much like my dog, she should have been given away, but i cant bring myself to give her away, even tho she never gets any attention anymore.
I think thats why im such an arsehole sometimes, picked it up from mum.
No more pets.
[Edit]
No more mister cat, No more than 10 minutes after i posted the above mum left to have him put down, :'(
[Edit 2]
Mum said the vet said he had cancer, apparently in his mouth / throat, he couldnt eat due to having hardly any tongue.
Goodbye Catty.
# posted by Sean @ 18:51 
