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Ok not constant tears, but many. My mom had surgery, and all went well. There were tears of fear, and relief and anger, cause my mom wanted a cigarette after the surgery and she got upset with me that I wouldn't take her outside, and I got upset with her that she would put her life in danger over a damn cigarette. She said "I'm your mother and you do as I tell you", to which I said, " Yeah, but I'm the one who can take u outside or not", and I'm not going to. I went straight to a nurse, and told on my mom like a second grade student, lol. The assured me that this is very common with addicts. They go crazy sometimes at the hospital, yes just over a cigarette. Of course we made up, and all is well again. She then said I was right. But let me tell you for a second she sounded like another person, it was kind of scary.
More tears, my kitty Moomoo has been gone for seven days now. He got out through the backyard door and we haven't seen him since. I put up fliers, and I'm checking our local animal shelter daily. He had no tags, cause I was just about to buy him a new collar. He was microchiped, but it wasn't current. The vet would make us pay yearly to keep it current, and we end up switching vets, for other reasons too. But the hardest day was yesterday. I found out that animal control services picked up a white and gray kitty that was half eaten by coyotes on Sunday. So I went in to see if it was Moomoo. Everyone warned me how badly mangled this kitty was. I get there and they can't find him. So I have to wait another 40 minutes for the officer who had picked up the kitty to come in, because he would know where he put it. Then he says to me. There isn't much left of him. I'm like, "ok, what parts of him are left?" He tells me his head and parts of his upper body. And the whole time I'm thinking it's got to be Moomoo cause how many white and gray cats get lost at the same time in my rather small neighborhood. I'm in tears, and I ask him if he thinks his death came quick, he says yes.
So they bring him out, and he's covered in a dark green plastic bag. The officer opens the bag up a little, and I think I was right. But then I'm not sure, the kitty's head is big and swollen. So I ask to see more, and he uncovers him all the way up to the ears. My brain is fried, I can't think, I'm not sure, my hands are shaking. I ask him to wait, while I pull up a picture on my phone. I have an unread text, and at this point I can't figure out how to get back to my main screen to see Moomoo. This last only seconds, but it feels like forever to me. I get the picture out and I see that Moomoo has a gray patch of fur running from his eye to his ear, and this kitty doesn't. Relief comes over me quick, but sadness remains. I'm sad for this kitty too. I thank them and I scramble my self back to the car. Still in shock I think. I let go, and let the rest of the tears out.
I was amazed at how my thinking have ceased to exist for a few seconds, and I realized that I am not as observant as I thought. All the pictures that I took of Moomoo you would think I would know exactly what his facial markings look like. I kind of feel stupid, but it is what it is, and now I know I need to pay more attention.
So please send good thought, and prayers for Moomoo. The officer said that cats often go exploring for a week or two, and then come back. I pray that's the case here. I miss and love you Moomoo.
More tears, my kitty Moomoo has been gone for seven days now. He got out through the backyard door and we haven't seen him since. I put up fliers, and I'm checking our local animal shelter daily. He had no tags, cause I was just about to buy him a new collar. He was microchiped, but it wasn't current. The vet would make us pay yearly to keep it current, and we end up switching vets, for other reasons too. But the hardest day was yesterday. I found out that animal control services picked up a white and gray kitty that was half eaten by coyotes on Sunday. So I went in to see if it was Moomoo. Everyone warned me how badly mangled this kitty was. I get there and they can't find him. So I have to wait another 40 minutes for the officer who had picked up the kitty to come in, because he would know where he put it. Then he says to me. There isn't much left of him. I'm like, "ok, what parts of him are left?" He tells me his head and parts of his upper body. And the whole time I'm thinking it's got to be Moomoo cause how many white and gray cats get lost at the same time in my rather small neighborhood. I'm in tears, and I ask him if he thinks his death came quick, he says yes.
So they bring him out, and he's covered in a dark green plastic bag. The officer opens the bag up a little, and I think I was right. But then I'm not sure, the kitty's head is big and swollen. So I ask to see more, and he uncovers him all the way up to the ears. My brain is fried, I can't think, I'm not sure, my hands are shaking. I ask him to wait, while I pull up a picture on my phone. I have an unread text, and at this point I can't figure out how to get back to my main screen to see Moomoo. This last only seconds, but it feels like forever to me. I get the picture out and I see that Moomoo has a gray patch of fur running from his eye to his ear, and this kitty doesn't. Relief comes over me quick, but sadness remains. I'm sad for this kitty too. I thank them and I scramble my self back to the car. Still in shock I think. I let go, and let the rest of the tears out.
I was amazed at how my thinking have ceased to exist for a few seconds, and I realized that I am not as observant as I thought. All the pictures that I took of Moomoo you would think I would know exactly what his facial markings look like. I kind of feel stupid, but it is what it is, and now I know I need to pay more attention.
So please send good thought, and prayers for Moomoo. The officer said that cats often go exploring for a week or two, and then come back. I pray that's the case here. I miss and love you Moomoo.
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I"m so happy that the surgery went well! And I really hope you'll find Moomoo soon! And don't feel silly about blanking out! You have so much courage to go and check out that poor cat, I would be too afriad to find out.
I can also really relate to you with the cigarettes. My parents smoke and it costs a lot of money to keep buying them, and oh man, do they get emotinoal when they don't smoke after awhile.
I"ll continue to pray for you honey! Best wishes!
I can also really relate to you with the cigarettes. My parents smoke and it costs a lot of money to keep buying them, and oh man, do they get emotinoal when they don't smoke after awhile.
I"ll continue to pray for you honey! Best wishes!