This is the end... the only end, my friend.
My roommate evicted me yesterday, and I gotta tell the story.
We had a flea problem in our house, and he decided he needed to bug bomb. Said I had to do something with the cat, but noone I know can or will watch her. And letting her roam free is not an option... too much risk of getting hit by a car, and the neighborhood cats would beat the crap out of her.
So I got a decent-sized box, slightly bigger than a cat carrier. Poked some holes in it so that she could see and have plenty of air, set her up with water, and headed to work. And it was while I was at work that I got the call that he thought what I did was animal cruelty, and that he'd gotten her another "enclosure", and to consider the message my eviction.
Now let me get a few things off my chest here:
1) The "enclosure" he located was a cat carrier, smaller than the box I had set up. I'm still not clear how this was an improvement, and he's not making himself available for questions right now.
2) The man accusing me of animal cruelty killed a rat in the garbage disposal, goes to extreme lengths to destroy gophers in the backyard, and said that if his kitten wasn't smart enough to stay out of the street, he deserved what he got. That kitten got hit by a car a week later, btw. (Thank God he doesn't apply that same logic to his children.) I mean, really... if we were both put on trial by a jury of small animals, he'd swing long before I would.
3) He also accused me of being too cheap to get a decent enclosure, that I 'd rather spend money on my computer than my cat. LOL! I buy the most expensive foods and litter, and, get this, I'M ALSO THE ONE THAT BUYS FOOD FOR HIS OWN CAT! He won't do it himself! I also spent money to feed his ex-wives dog when I discovered she hadn't eaten for days because he decided it wasn't his problem. I've spent $240+ at Petsmart/Petsco alone in the last year!! I think he has a problem with what I spend my money on, to which I respond that all of my bills get paid on time (including his rent) BY ME, whereas his family buys his children's clothes and replaces all of his appliances when they break, while he buys canoes, PDA's, and upgrades his own computer.
So I was really ready to unload on him for his bogus accusation, and his reasons for making it (more on that in the cut). But what I found when I came home changed everything. The following is a letter I left for him, since I don't think he wants to be anywhere near me:
Well, Chad… since you like letters so much, and since you’re probably avoiding me, here’s one for ya... kicked off with a funny story!
So I come home and see that you’ve set up Jewel next to a sprinkler. My first thought was, “I’m sure he’s trying to keep her cool, but won’t the water be getting the bottom wet?”
More than wet… the bottom was FILLED. How much deep do you think it was, ¾”-1”, maybe deeper in parts if it was slanted right? Think about it… poor little cat trapped in that cage, not able to lay down because she’ll be soaked, not able to stand up fully, because you’ve put her in a much smaller box (I still don’t see why you think that what you arranged is better than what I had set up), just crouched there all day long. And worse-case scenario, if she had fallen asleep before it filled or been rendered unconscious some other way, she would have drowned!
And so it occurs to me that what one person sees as reasonable and good, another person will look at and instantly see the inherent stupidity of the plan. Someone walking by might have even thought, “How careless and cruel!” But I know you had the best interests of my cat in my mind, and so I would think to suggest anything so completely stupid.
What it boils down to is that it’s your place, and you don’t need to make up some BS excuse if you’re ready to have it to yourself again. (Although if you need to keep your family thinking that I’m the devil, I won’t lose any sleep). [He can't actually afford to live on his own, so he mentioned in his call that his family said they would help him make ends meet. I think I was supposed to feel guilty about that.]
So not only do I forgive that crap today, but there’s no hard feelings about leaving. I’ve sensed that you’re about ready for me to go, and had been making plans, and I’m pretty excited about them. However, I also know money’s been tight for you and didn’t think you were ready for me to go YET. But since you are, hey, let’s call it a mutually agreed upon parting-of-ways, and I may be out of your way sooner than you think! Details coming within a week, probably Monday!
In that last paragraph, I said I'd already been making plans... actually, plans are already in motion, and I'm pretty certain I'm going to be gone by the end of the month anyway-- I just didn't want to tell him until I had all the details ironed out, because I was afraid he'd start screwing me (and he already is.. man this post could go on for so long!). One of the details was that I felt compelled to pay a full month's rent as usually on the 15th (designated as my 30-days notice date), but he set me free from that! Funny how things work out like that in my life! The option of cold feet removed, and a little extra cash put in my pocket!
I'll give more details about my plans later, but in a word: Denver.
We had a flea problem in our house, and he decided he needed to bug bomb. Said I had to do something with the cat, but noone I know can or will watch her. And letting her roam free is not an option... too much risk of getting hit by a car, and the neighborhood cats would beat the crap out of her.
So I got a decent-sized box, slightly bigger than a cat carrier. Poked some holes in it so that she could see and have plenty of air, set her up with water, and headed to work. And it was while I was at work that I got the call that he thought what I did was animal cruelty, and that he'd gotten her another "enclosure", and to consider the message my eviction.
Now let me get a few things off my chest here:
1) The "enclosure" he located was a cat carrier, smaller than the box I had set up. I'm still not clear how this was an improvement, and he's not making himself available for questions right now.
2) The man accusing me of animal cruelty killed a rat in the garbage disposal, goes to extreme lengths to destroy gophers in the backyard, and said that if his kitten wasn't smart enough to stay out of the street, he deserved what he got. That kitten got hit by a car a week later, btw. (Thank God he doesn't apply that same logic to his children.) I mean, really... if we were both put on trial by a jury of small animals, he'd swing long before I would.
3) He also accused me of being too cheap to get a decent enclosure, that I 'd rather spend money on my computer than my cat. LOL! I buy the most expensive foods and litter, and, get this, I'M ALSO THE ONE THAT BUYS FOOD FOR HIS OWN CAT! He won't do it himself! I also spent money to feed his ex-wives dog when I discovered she hadn't eaten for days because he decided it wasn't his problem. I've spent $240+ at Petsmart/Petsco alone in the last year!! I think he has a problem with what I spend my money on, to which I respond that all of my bills get paid on time (including his rent) BY ME, whereas his family buys his children's clothes and replaces all of his appliances when they break, while he buys canoes, PDA's, and upgrades his own computer.
So I was really ready to unload on him for his bogus accusation, and his reasons for making it (more on that in the cut). But what I found when I came home changed everything. The following is a letter I left for him, since I don't think he wants to be anywhere near me:
Well, Chad… since you like letters so much, and since you’re probably avoiding me, here’s one for ya... kicked off with a funny story!
So I come home and see that you’ve set up Jewel next to a sprinkler. My first thought was, “I’m sure he’s trying to keep her cool, but won’t the water be getting the bottom wet?”
More than wet… the bottom was FILLED. How much deep do you think it was, ¾”-1”, maybe deeper in parts if it was slanted right? Think about it… poor little cat trapped in that cage, not able to lay down because she’ll be soaked, not able to stand up fully, because you’ve put her in a much smaller box (I still don’t see why you think that what you arranged is better than what I had set up), just crouched there all day long. And worse-case scenario, if she had fallen asleep before it filled or been rendered unconscious some other way, she would have drowned!
And so it occurs to me that what one person sees as reasonable and good, another person will look at and instantly see the inherent stupidity of the plan. Someone walking by might have even thought, “How careless and cruel!” But I know you had the best interests of my cat in my mind, and so I would think to suggest anything so completely stupid.
What it boils down to is that it’s your place, and you don’t need to make up some BS excuse if you’re ready to have it to yourself again. (Although if you need to keep your family thinking that I’m the devil, I won’t lose any sleep). [He can't actually afford to live on his own, so he mentioned in his call that his family said they would help him make ends meet. I think I was supposed to feel guilty about that.]
So not only do I forgive that crap today, but there’s no hard feelings about leaving. I’ve sensed that you’re about ready for me to go, and had been making plans, and I’m pretty excited about them. However, I also know money’s been tight for you and didn’t think you were ready for me to go YET. But since you are, hey, let’s call it a mutually agreed upon parting-of-ways, and I may be out of your way sooner than you think! Details coming within a week, probably Monday!
In that last paragraph, I said I'd already been making plans... actually, plans are already in motion, and I'm pretty certain I'm going to be gone by the end of the month anyway-- I just didn't want to tell him until I had all the details ironed out, because I was afraid he'd start screwing me (and he already is.. man this post could go on for so long!). One of the details was that I felt compelled to pay a full month's rent as usually on the 15th (designated as my 30-days notice date), but he set me free from that! Funny how things work out like that in my life! The option of cold feet removed, and a little extra cash put in my pocket!
I'll give more details about my plans later, but in a word: Denver.