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parttimehotty -> RE: I hate it when........ (4/28/2008 8:02:03 AM)
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I hate that my 2 foster cats of SIX MONTHS still won't let me pet them/bolt as soon as I try or even as I approach them. I hate that because of this, I suggested to the Rescue Group that they'd probably be happier as indoor/outdoor cats w/lots of land because of their feral tendencies, hoping that they could live on the Rescue Group's land where other feral colonies reside. I hate that as soon as I suggested this to the Group, someone else on the outside called the Group asking if we had any "barn cats" and the Group suggested my girls. I hate that I had them so long & love them so much. So much so that Sir was also sad to hear that they're leaving us and suggested that we might adopt them. I hate that we don't have land and that they'd have to be indoor cats 24/7 and they clearly don't like being locked up now that the weather's so nice and we decided that it's not in their best interest to keep them that way. I hate that the woman who wants them is so nice and has LOTS of land, a heated barn in the winter, a/c in the summer and all the toys a cat could want :(( I hate that because I know that as barn cats they'll be exposed to other wild life. I console myself w/the fact they were outdoor cats when they were brought to me as well as the fact that the woman had 2 cats who died of natural causes last year and never once had wildlife issues. Good bye my little girls. You were a challenge I gladly met, but sadly failed at. [sm=needahug.gif][sm=needahug.gif][sm=needahug.gif][sm=needahug.gif][sm=needahug.gif] **Edited to add that I hate my face turns so red as I hold back my tears here at work**
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