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Update:
Warning: Nothing positive to follow.
Well... about eh.. a two weeks ago my cat was apparently attacked by something/someone. Her upper jaw was broken and her lower jaw had the flesh ripped away from it. Her lower left jaw was missing all of its teeth and because she didnt come home for a week she had a nasty infection. My parents were going to put her down but I insisted on spending my vacation money on fixing her. Well, my vacation money and the extra money from Jay because it was one expensive fucking hospital stay + surgery. She's okay now, apparently. We're not sure if she'll be able to eat normally again because her mouth is messed up but she can eat soft canned food and is almost done with her antibiotics and calorie suppliments.
Three days ago my other cat had kittens. She had a very small one that she decided she didnt care for too much so when I found it, it was malnurished and very very cold. I went to walmart at about 12:30 am to get kitten formula suppliment and got back home. The kitten didnt even know how to suckle or swallow.. it died while I was holding it. The next morning I found another one that she'd killed. There are 3 left but they seem to be healthy and don't need any help from me.
Yesterday I had to "help" my parents clean up, move, and organize the remainder of two tent garages that were destroyed in a wind storm. Helping really means I did all the fucking work. I tried to pick up a box full of metal poles and I think I fucked up my back. -lol- It would be fitting for the month I've had.
Today Pam called me and told me that one of my friends from school's older sister died of unexplained causes. She was about 27. I grew up with her. She was also into drugs. But who in my area isnt? Supposedly they're doing an autopsy today. Pam's all eager to call our friend and find out the details but I'd rather sit back and let her figure out how to mourn the death of her sister and figure out what's going to happen to her sister's two kids. I know I'd have other things on my mind than comforting OTHER people when my older sister just died AND I've gotta explain to her two small boys why mommy isnt coming home.
Warning: Nothing positive to follow.
Well... about eh.. a two weeks ago my cat was apparently attacked by something/someone. Her upper jaw was broken and her lower jaw had the flesh ripped away from it. Her lower left jaw was missing all of its teeth and because she didnt come home for a week she had a nasty infection. My parents were going to put her down but I insisted on spending my vacation money on fixing her. Well, my vacation money and the extra money from Jay because it was one expensive fucking hospital stay + surgery. She's okay now, apparently. We're not sure if she'll be able to eat normally again because her mouth is messed up but she can eat soft canned food and is almost done with her antibiotics and calorie suppliments.
Three days ago my other cat had kittens. She had a very small one that she decided she didnt care for too much so when I found it, it was malnurished and very very cold. I went to walmart at about 12:30 am to get kitten formula suppliment and got back home. The kitten didnt even know how to suckle or swallow.. it died while I was holding it. The next morning I found another one that she'd killed. There are 3 left but they seem to be healthy and don't need any help from me.
Yesterday I had to "help" my parents clean up, move, and organize the remainder of two tent garages that were destroyed in a wind storm. Helping really means I did all the fucking work. I tried to pick up a box full of metal poles and I think I fucked up my back. -lol- It would be fitting for the month I've had.
Today Pam called me and told me that one of my friends from school's older sister died of unexplained causes. She was about 27. I grew up with her. She was also into drugs. But who in my area isnt? Supposedly they're doing an autopsy today. Pam's all eager to call our friend and find out the details but I'd rather sit back and let her figure out how to mourn the death of her sister and figure out what's going to happen to her sister's two kids. I know I'd have other things on my mind than comforting OTHER people when my older sister just died AND I've gotta explain to her two small boys why mommy isnt coming home.