:'(
Today was...really upsetting. Slept over Kayt's, and had my grandma pick me up so I could take my cat to the vet. They checked her out, and said she had an infection. I thought she'd have to be put on antibiotics, but they said that wouldn't be anough. That she needed surgery. They figured out the infection for sure, and said there was no guarantee she'd make it through surgery. and that if she didn't get it today, her uterus would rupture. And after the surgery, the healing process would be painful and she might not make it through that either. So I talked it over with my mom in the vet's office, and we decided not to put her through that much pain, and put her down. I was crying hysterically, and called Kayt, so she said I could come over. So now i'm at her house, and we're gonna go to Barnes and Noble. I kinda felt pathetic crying over my cat before, but then I realized "who cares about being pathetic?". When I got my cat, that was the one thing that would make me truly happy. And when my parents would fight, and i'd have no one to turn to, my cat would always come to me and rub on me and make me feel better. And when I would cry, it's like she knew something was wrong, and she'd comfort me. And, weird as it seems, i'd talk to her when I had no one else. And it almost seemed like she was paying attention. The point is, my cat would always make me happy, and now she's gone. I'm really gonna miss her. I haven't been this sad in so long. And eventhough people put pets to sleep all the time, it really sucks being the one to decide what to do. Because my mom said it was totally up to me. It just really really sucks.