Name: Anonymous 2007-10-28 4:45
I don't know why I'm posting this, other than the fact that I'm drunk and depressed. Laugh if you want, but this cat has been around for almost two years. She just happened to be there when I needed something to love me and want to be around me. I haven't spayed her because she has a heart murmur that, well, if she's put under anesthesia, she would die. So... we have to deal with the heart murmur and her being in heat, which means she wants to run out and get laid. So today, she ran out at like... 7 in the morning, and when we got home from work at 6 or 7, we found out she was gone. We find her by the pool, about 40 feet away from the front door, then we catch her, she gets out of our hands and runs away again. Now I'm sitting here thinking "well, she's wanted to be outdoors for a while now" but damn... it's just... hard. Anyone ever lose a pet that meant a lot to them? She kind of hated me and my lady the last few months ever since we drove to Texas due to having to move from Pennsylvania. Ah... fucking cats. Fucking emotions. I feel so weird. If I get sad, then I feel like I lost hope. If I suck it up like the man I am, I feel like I don't care. Meh. So... share your stories.