[WARNING, contains themes of depression and animal death.. also, this is a rant.. so,..] Ya know... don't read it if you can't handle your own stuff right now... I can't do this anymore. I've been overwhelmed and upset for months, however I don't tell anyone. I don't want to dump my problems on others especially when they have their own. There are a lot of reasons I'm upset I wont be telling you because they're too personal to share with strangers, but I needed to get SOMETHING out of my system.. A few weeks ago, we got four cats from somebody. They were pets and all at least five years old. Buddy, Figaro, Angel, and Chloe. They were all doing FINE. we.. or I, had some worries about Chloe and Angel because they didn't eat often and sneezed a lot and kinda just laid around. Well today, we go upstairs to find CHloe laying at the top half-dead. FOR NO REASON. We found out that the people took advantage of us heavily.. we had wondered why they gave us 240 dollars.. guess they thought that'd pay for the vet bills to save their sick, flea-ridden cats to the vet. Heck, that won't pay for a checkup, jerk.. Anyways, we tried to give chloe a flea-bath, as a large ammount of fleas can often make a cat lathargic so we thought maybe that was it. Now, we hadn't noticed the fleas because shes VERY longhaired. Like, a maine coon amount of hair. Or.. furr, whatever. I wont get into the details, but while we were bathing chloe. SHe whimpered, fell over [after she had been fihgting us, so this was a surprise] and a few minuites lkater. Passed. There was blood inn the sink from the fleas... theres more worse details, but.. I wont tell you those. So then we take angel, figured we may as well make sure she isn't covered in fleas, right? Same thing happened. Not as much blood, but she was lively, fighting and she whimpered, fell over and passed. ANd look, I know I like to include violent, evil ctas and thing sin my book but it's one thing with a clearly fictiona story. It's a while other thing to experience it countless times IRL. Not long before, we had a ton of sick kittens. Got atached to them. and all but two [from a litter of six] died. Liek I said, there's some more personal stuff as well that I don't nessaciarly trust some people to know.. I'm so overhwelmed.. People come to me asking for advice.. but I never know what to say. I want to help, but I'm so burried in my own stuff I don't know how to comfort them.. I'm sorry... Just don't like or fave this, I don't really want the word spread.. I just.... Needed to get this out of my system. DOn't m,ind the typos please. If any of my freinds... want mor einfo or to talk... I'm still always up to chat.
