bad days for everyone...
Gosh I feel so terribly for Paul. Yesterday he had to put his eldest cat down. His name is Hey-come-here only spelled differently, I don't know how its spelled. I think it was on Tuesday evening I got to the apartment after school and went to feed the cats. Poor hey-come-here started coughing and spluttering while he was eating and then all of a sudden he was alright again, and then he went into the living room but he was weaving back and forth like he couldn't walk a straight line and then he kept falling over. So I grabbed him up and sat with him a while until Paul got home. I guess then on wed or thurs he did the same thing again and then just stopped eating all together. Paul called me to tell me he was having it done, very little stopped me from being completely hysterical on the phone, I was so trying to be supportive, I don't know that I helped at all, I could barely speak for holding back tears especially when he said "hey-come-here is one of my oldest friends" i had to put the phone away from my ear I got so emotional. I am so frigging attached to my cats, it is seriously equal to a death in the family if anything were to happen to my babies.
So yesterday was a hard day.
So yesterday was a hard day.