I wonder why he need to have so much pets around me, when each time they die its leaves a serious mark on me.
I must be the worst pet owner on earth to have to go true all this sadness.
Started back in 2003 after i had to have my grand mother cat put to sleep he was 15 years old.
My grand mother was sad so i suprised her and bought 2 small kitty cats, a female and a male, about one week after my grand mother called me up and said that the female was sick, i took her back to the SPCA where i bought her and before the placed open it was in the morning she died in my arms. It was panleucopenia that killed her and i had to bring back the other baby cat has well.
I went to stay with my grand mother and brought my female cat with use, and bought 2 other kitty cats.
I met my girlfriend and went to stay with her about 1 year and a half ago, so i left with my cat and stayed at her place, that cat was my baby i got her when she was 3 weeks old, my girlfriend called me at work one day my female cat only 6 years old was dead on her bed, i was playing with her that morning? she died one month after my father died from cancer Feb 2006.
My grand mother gave me one of her cats smocky and kept the other one, he has asthma and urinary track infection.
3 weeks ago my baby cat got sick ( I got 3 cats) she swallowed some crap around the house, so i bring her for a check up and they found out that she has an issue with her pelvic and its gonna get worst with time and has she gets bigger.
3 days ago Smockie got sick has well i bring him in for a check up the vet calls back and tell me that he has a heart defect at birth.
Now i am asking myself who the fukk shitted on me.
With all that love to give why is all that shit happening?


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