maybe i'll stick to fish.
soo,
I haven't talked in a while.
my summer is going by too fast. I really want to see people from
back home... crazyness has been my life.
ryan and I adopted a kitty from the animal shelter, b/c he wanted
a cat at this apt(strangly enough I had little part in the procedure)
anywho... we have "Java" for about a wk, then one lovely afternoon *while
visiting ash and kell (for the FIRST time EVER)* ry gets an anoiyingly bitchy
phone call from kathryn our landlord screaming that "Our' cat has found Pete (her hubby=king dick)
and he's deathly illergic to cats" the hurrendous nightmare BeGINS! so we promptly leave
after kell finishes cutting my hair... get back... ryan is reamed (jail style) for what seems like
all night... and Java just looks dispaired all evening. time for some pot.
so. we begin... I'm a mess for like 2 days afterwhich from the thought of her going back to that small cage at the pound; until ryans mom says she'll take her and find a good home for her. then I go home to find some' sanctity... after class and work. so... I get home chill w/adam,dawn, dadums and momykins.... and get some chill time with mea....... nxt day, I have to leave at 430am b/c I have to study for an exam. I tried calling mea in from outside, he never came back. . . I called home the next day to say happy birthday to tom, dad picks up, with a sad and hesistent voice he tells me that mea is gone. ryan and I came back a couple days later to look for him. still no sign of my baby.
... wow. I know he's a cat. but I probably talked to him more last year, and cared more about him then
most people. I really miss him. and I feel like he would of came home if I was there. I wish i knew what happend to him. i know most animal lovers understand, b/c sometimes when you loose an animal it really feels like you lost a part of yourself. like when dawn asked me about max, ryans dog, and i told her that he died a few months ago, she started crying and said she was really sorry... b/c I know if she lost guimo a huge part of her would feel empty. i really hate this feeling, and I almost never want to have a pet another pet again b/c of how this feels. but on the otherhand if i feel this way about mea, it makes me question if i ever want to have kids... I know its different, but with the same tolkin loosing anyone or anything is really hard, and theres really nothing anyone can do to change lifes inevidable outcome. i just have to accept that he's gone to another place and a part of him will always be with me.
I haven't talked in a while.
my summer is going by too fast. I really want to see people from
back home... crazyness has been my life.
ryan and I adopted a kitty from the animal shelter, b/c he wanted
a cat at this apt(strangly enough I had little part in the procedure)
anywho... we have "Java" for about a wk, then one lovely afternoon *while
visiting ash and kell (for the FIRST time EVER)* ry gets an anoiyingly bitchy
phone call from kathryn our landlord screaming that "Our' cat has found Pete (her hubby=king dick)
and he's deathly illergic to cats" the hurrendous nightmare BeGINS! so we promptly leave
after kell finishes cutting my hair... get back... ryan is reamed (jail style) for what seems like
all night... and Java just looks dispaired all evening. time for some pot.
so. we begin... I'm a mess for like 2 days afterwhich from the thought of her going back to that small cage at the pound; until ryans mom says she'll take her and find a good home for her. then I go home to find some' sanctity... after class and work. so... I get home chill w/adam,dawn, dadums and momykins.... and get some chill time with mea....... nxt day, I have to leave at 430am b/c I have to study for an exam. I tried calling mea in from outside, he never came back. . . I called home the next day to say happy birthday to tom, dad picks up, with a sad and hesistent voice he tells me that mea is gone. ryan and I came back a couple days later to look for him. still no sign of my baby.
... wow. I know he's a cat. but I probably talked to him more last year, and cared more about him then
most people. I really miss him. and I feel like he would of came home if I was there. I wish i knew what happend to him. i know most animal lovers understand, b/c sometimes when you loose an animal it really feels like you lost a part of yourself. like when dawn asked me about max, ryans dog, and i told her that he died a few months ago, she started crying and said she was really sorry... b/c I know if she lost guimo a huge part of her would feel empty. i really hate this feeling, and I almost never want to have a pet another pet again b/c of how this feels. but on the otherhand if i feel this way about mea, it makes me question if i ever want to have kids... I know its different, but with the same tolkin loosing anyone or anything is really hard, and theres really nothing anyone can do to change lifes inevidable outcome. i just have to accept that he's gone to another place and a part of him will always be with me.