So I went to my grandparents house on Friday night with all my siblings to be able to let my parents have a break and I didn't sleep well that night. I had a bad feeling and finally fell into uneasy sleep. The day got worse when I woke up Saturday and my siblings were being rude and stuff. My grandma was snappy and rude. my grandpa was just trying to teach me more driving skills. Finally my cousins came over and my siblings stopped swarming me, so I managed to draw vox and Rosie(both finished, probs won't post smh-) It was time to start coming home so me and my siblings picked up and got our things together and went home. I set my things down and my parents asked for us kids to sit down in the living room. My cousins even sat down. That's when my dad broke the news that as of 4 in the morning my cat passed. they think one of my siblings didn't take their meds and dropped it, and didn't bother to pick it up and my cat got a hold of it. My cat started to get worse Thursday night into Friday. He wouldn't use the bathroom, and when he tried, it hurt him and he was yowling. And my mom had an idea of what might have happened and she got upset. They buried my cat in the backyard. We still have my cats collar, food and water dishes and the cat food. heck we're too upset to deal with the cat box. But, since my cat passed, I've been still calling him as a habit for bed and I got scolded by my sister. last night I prayed that my cat's spirit is able to find his way home and that no one in my family forgets him. I have a dream catcher hanging over me and I even prayed that I wouldn't have nightmares. So this weekend was rough. It's been super rough and that's kinda why i'm distant so i'm sorry.
