lovingpet
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I admit I just spent my entire evening outside trying to save an imaginary, injured, malnourished, pregnant cat. I admit I am not the crazy one. That would be my saplings. I admit my oldest one is convinced the cat really does exist and is in mortal danger. I admit he came home and cried because he thinks he failed the cat. I admit the kid's got a big heart. I admit I am proud of him even if he does have a tad exhausted and annoyed tonight. I admit he plans to search again in the morning before school. I admit I don't quite know what I am going to do with an injured, malnourished, pregnant cat, but I guess I'd better come up with a game plan just in case. I admit the idea of taking it to the SPCA horrified him. I admit other options didn't appeal to him much better. I admit my kitty loving kinky pals best have my back on this one. I admit I have more than enough furballs in my house and have one more to add when we move in June because my partner has a cat too. I admit furbabies are lovely, but I truly don't have the resources to take anybody else in long term. I admit I'm kinda hoping the kitty really is imaginary. I admit that might make me a bad person.
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If you put your head into more, you'd have to put your back into less. ~Me 10 Fluffy pts.
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