came home at four am to strange cat meowing at me. same cat from last night. cute. my mother is still awake and one of our cats was a victim of manslaughter. our dog broke its neck. i hated that cat, but i am severely fucking depressed over it. the strange cat has adopted us and is now inside the house.
i was going to leave monkee here but now i fear for his life. i'd take seismo, too, but he can take care of himself. he really can.
there is nothing worse on this miserable planet than a dead cat. nothing.
i hated the way he meowed ceaselessly at 2 am in this throaty meow like he had a spit bubble in his throat. his stomach felt like mayonaisse and his hair was falling out. his head was way too small for his large body and he was just as ugly as sin.
poor thing. i am sincerely going to miss him, and i feel bad for my mom, too.
on the bright side, the article in the oracle about lushforlife.com is proving to be a smashing success.
i have to learn that whenever there is good news, there will always, always be bad news, too.
damn, i'm depressed, but i'm hopeful about the future.
i'll miss you, andy.
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At least the cat's torment is over. But if the dog got a broken nack... ouch.
Who the #### hurts a cat anyway? I'd like to pop two right between that #######'s eyes. I really would.
I am sorry for your loss, Casey. Still, I'd take both runts with me if I were you. Why take the risk? Wouldn't you feel terrible if something happened later???
XOXO
Thena
I am weak.
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