Sylvia, my cat of 7 weeks, is gone. I took her to the shelter 5 days ago. In a fit of hormones and frustration, I came to the irrational decision that she had to go, because I couldn't deal with my allergies (legit reason) and other general neurotic responses (non-legit reasons) to her very normal cat behavior
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It was a learning experience though. I learned at least that I may just not be a good fit for certain types of animals, and to stick with the ones I know I can care for properly.
So yeah, I totally get that.
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Maybe now, when you guys are ready you could get a pet for your family to love that won't cause allergic reactions. *HUGS*
P.S. If it's any comfort to you, my mother ran over another beloved cat that we had, on accident, and I never felt like there was anything to forgive. These things happen.
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Thanks for your kind words. I treasure the weeks I had with that little kitty. She was so f-ing charming. xoxo
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I had to give up my cats I had when I was married-my husband refused to let me have them and I was not in a position where I could blow money fighting for them in court. At least I know he takes care of them, but it was like losing my kids.
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There are assholes who had the nerve to tell me that I "didn't try hard enough," but those people didn't live in my house. That cat was a rescue that, unfortunately, had deep-rooted psychological problems that stemmed from early abuse, and those problems were NOT repairable.
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The animal control officer I worked with was completely nonjudgmental. I kind of wish she would have kicked my ass. Sylvia was a gem of a kitty. I hope her new family adores her.
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Thanks, hon. *hugs*
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