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What a day, seriously.
Well, from start I woke up and noticed mom was acting kinda weird.
On my way to the car, she said not to step on some foil paper on the walkway and that she would explain me why on the car: long story short, that fucker i have for a neighbour has poisoned my kitties >______<
God knows what he put in there -besides the poison, of course-, but two of them have eaten it and died. Then, I went to work and, from there, I went to the hospital with my sister to change the bandages of her pinky toe (she broke it last week). We got there around 11am and left 1pm+, while I had driving lessons at 2pm sharp (well, not actually driving. the whole legal stuff you have to know before you get behind a wheel): long story short, my lunch was some mc donalds sandwich i got on the drive thru and ate it on the way to the driving lessons (i also had my work clothes on, which would be a green polo shirt with the company's logo on it)
After spending the afternoon at the classes, I just got home and I'm seriously considering smacking the fucker in the face when I see him. ù_____ú
well, i know i won't have the balls to do it, but i wish i could. it wouldn't bring my cats back, sure, but it would make me feel a lot better.
Edit: anger became fear and now i'm afraid he'll kill my other cats or call some authority and have our parrot (well, its not _exactly_ a parrot..) taken away from us. gfg, neighbour. =_____=
Edit 2: dad apparently kept from me the fact that of the two cats, only one died, while the other was still agonizing (sp? whatever). he took the cat to the vet today and the guy back there confirmed that it was poisoning, but said that my cat'll be ok, since he has seen animals poisoned way worse than my cat and they made it. he'll come back on friday. :D ::relieved::
Well, from start I woke up and noticed mom was acting kinda weird.
On my way to the car, she said not to step on some foil paper on the walkway and that she would explain me why on the car: long story short, that fucker i have for a neighbour has poisoned my kitties >______<
God knows what he put in there -besides the poison, of course-, but two of them have eaten it and died. Then, I went to work and, from there, I went to the hospital with my sister to change the bandages of her pinky toe (she broke it last week). We got there around 11am and left 1pm+, while I had driving lessons at 2pm sharp (well, not actually driving. the whole legal stuff you have to know before you get behind a wheel): long story short, my lunch was some mc donalds sandwich i got on the drive thru and ate it on the way to the driving lessons (i also had my work clothes on, which would be a green polo shirt with the company's logo on it)
After spending the afternoon at the classes, I just got home and I'm seriously considering smacking the fucker in the face when I see him. ù_____ú
well, i know i won't have the balls to do it, but i wish i could. it wouldn't bring my cats back, sure, but it would make me feel a lot better.
Edit: anger became fear and now i'm afraid he'll kill my other cats or call some authority and have our parrot (well, its not _exactly_ a parrot..) taken away from us. gfg, neighbour. =_____=
Edit 2: dad apparently kept from me the fact that of the two cats, only one died, while the other was still agonizing (sp? whatever). he took the cat to the vet today and the guy back there confirmed that it was poisoning, but said that my cat'll be ok, since he has seen animals poisoned way worse than my cat and they made it. he'll come back on friday. :D ::relieved::