When they say " Happy Birthday!!! " why can't they be right? My birthday has not been all that happy so far. Granted I did have fun with my grandmother, but there have been some really bummer parts that got me down. I woke up after getting 3 1/2 hours of sleep to get ready to go fill out paper work ( yay. just what everyone like to do on their birthday ) and I find my poor kitty cat with blood and puss all over his ear. so now i have my sick and old kitty cat hanging over my head. I cannot afford this but i have to take him to the vet. It REALLY has me down because i am reminded that he is getting old and slowing down. i love this kitty more than anything, i dun want to lose him, i know it is still some time off but i know that he is way past the half way point in his life and is only getting closer to death. i really wish i didnt have this to worry about because i truly love this cat and with my depression growing stronger day by day this is making things hard on my stress levels, if i lose my cat i am affraid that would be my breaking point, i dont know that i could find anymore strength to go on...
So... yeah... happy mother fucking birthday to me...
So... yeah... happy mother fucking birthday to me...
Losing a pet is often more that "just losing a pet". I'll cross my fingers for your kittie that he will get well again