You make me sick..

[nievegato]

So 5:30 this morning my mom's screaming "I found her cat, she's hurt!" So I automatically think Blinky and jump out of fucking bed. I go out to the kitchen and my mom has a cat, orange and white, bleeding profusely in a box on our kitchen table. The cat got hit by a car, my mom said she went to move it 'cause she thought it was dead and she's stupid like that and the cat meowed. So she picked it up and brought it home. Of course no fucking vet is open at 6 in the morning.. The cat's trying to run and/or die so we had to put him in one of our cat cages and my mom still wants to keep the thing after it's gone. Our cats are going nuts.. The cat has breathing issues and is still bleeding. My mom wanted totake it down back and hit it over the head with a rock.. I'm trying to hold it together, I know I'll break down later.. I don't know.. I just want to leave and never look back.. This is so ugh. I feel like throwing up the cat's practically dying in our house. My grandmother told us to suffocate the fucking thing and the whole time my mom's crying about how she's so sesitive with animals and can't see them suffer, yet she's willing to suffocate or hit it over the head with a fucking rock. My dad's yelling at her and I'm telling them both that we are not killing an animal even if it is suffering. If we did it out back, someone would see and that's an arrest. I just don't want to put up with this anymore.. With her anymore.. She's like a damn child sometimes. But it's almost 8 and the vet should be opening now.. I'll update again when I get back.

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The vet didn't think he'd make it much longer either, and asked if we wanted to keep him if he did get better.. We already have three cats so uh.. No. But she'll call and let us know either way. I just hate this.