death to the black chow soon
well fuck. cat went missing today, and that was odd because she never stayed far away from her kittens. went out looking for her, did not find he. went door to door, complaining how much i hated her. then went looking for her so i would not have to go door to door. reid found her. it is funny how you say things like how you hate a cat because you had to go looking for it, then when you find it, dead, you feel terrible. she was just lying in the wash, face down, neck broke, covered in dog spit. stiff. got her up, and brought her back home. parents really sad about it. she was a nice cat. lie on your chest when you were lying down. just a nice cat all around. now she is gone. kittens, only just over two weeks old, have no mother. can't even walk, really. dug her a grave. not too bad for my second one. we assume it was a black chow that roams through the neighborhood. probably got cotten, our last cat, too. now if we see it, we kill it. i dunno what dad wants to do. h wants to betheone to kill it. i am not sure if that means he does it himself, or he subdues it and takes it to the pound for extermination. cannot get the kittens to eat. poor cats...