RiotGirl
Posts: 3149
Status: offline
|
Thanks to those who understand. Dark Angel that was so eloquently put that it quelled my anger and my initial reaction. Now while my initial action was to come back and just basically say F U, it was also to cry, also to tell you i wasnt looking for sympathy. Sympathy never does anyone any good actually. It doesnt change a thing. Yes, i'm really upset but i swear at this moment i will not cry, nor will i cry over the harshness. i will swallow it. Its hard missing him. And NO he's not run over. Because i live in a rural area. Not many roads here. There is about two. I'd of seen his body by now. As well as everyone else in my neighborhood. As there is a massive search going on for him. Friendly ppl this neighborhood! i've had ppl i dont even know come to my house thinking they've "spotted" him here or there. My biggest thought is that since my cats stay right around my house, as they dont travel much, he got lost. i have at times taken them for a walk, and yes my cats always follow me (as long as i'm not in a car) They follow me everywhere and once two of them, the silly birds, stopped following to check something out. i knew they had stopped, but was teaching them, to "keep up" The worst that would of happened would of been they had gotten stuck in a tree again. (they do that alot) Anyways, i went back and they hadnt moved from the spot they "lost" me in. Maybe Tigger got stuck some where. The most heart breaking part of it is, the other two miss him. My cats are whistled train, they come to a specific whistle. i was whistling for Tigger yesterday and the other two jumped up on top of the car and started "meowing" with my whistle. Whatcha gonna do? Just suck it up and keep whistling! i will remind everyone that i lost a cat "indoors" As a neighborhood little girl snuck in and gave my 3 week old kitten a bath. She died of pnuemonia even though i sat up all night, breathing air into her lungs when she was too tired to breathe. Even though i fought as hard as i could for HER LIFE. She died anyways. Even though, i hitch hiked with that little kitten about 20 miles to a damn vet and then pleaded with the vet to see her anyways as they were closed. Of course as any damn vet would, there wasnt anything he could do. Even though, i tried everything i knew to keep that kitten alive. She DIED INDOORS. Never seeing the outside world (my bad she saw it on the hike to the vet). Even breathing life into her lungs didnt save her cos it just stopped working. No matter. Whatcha gonna do? Go beat up some stupid half wit kid for sneaking into your house, then sneaking into your bedroom and then sneaking into your closet? Knowing FULL WELL not to touch my kittens with out permission and me there? No, beating up idiots that roam the earth is not nice. Personally i think keeping cats inside is inhuman. And i'm frankly allowed my opionon as well as you all are. See, i've actually been to jail. It sucks and i refuse to jail my cats. It actually gets really boring after awhile. Freedom is such a NICE THING that i refuse to take it from my cats just because i am a human and techinically they are at my mercy, as are all animals below us on the food chain are. Tell me do you all refuse to eat veal and chicken and all the other animals inhumanly killed and treated so we can go pick up their body parts at the grogery store? No i dont keep the other two locked in side. As i've said i've lost 3 out of the 5. Suppose i failed the first one too, huh? My little Angel. Failed her as well as i couldnt figure out a way to save her life. You know what? i will actually take that responsiblity on myself. Just like every other animal i've ever had that died. Just like my damn dog, that ment more to me then any other human on this planet. My father asked me afterwards, as i was starting to lose it, if some one put a gun in my hand and told me to shoot my sister or my dog, who'd i shoot? i had to answer appropriately, my sister was right there. Even though that dog was an "indoor" dog, didnt stop her while i was out of town, to break out the backyard and get run over by a stupid car. No didnt stop her. Didnt stop anyone in the fucking park who saw my dog that day running wild, to actually stop and do something. Nah screw that. Let the damn dog run free. How do i know.. cos the story got pieced back to me, piece by piece. You know what i did? 6 years later, when i got my Rusty, i taught him to walk off the leash. i taught him hand commands, verbal commands so i could walk him along a busy street. i taught him NOT to cross the street when he saw a car, but sit and wait until the car passed. i taught him car safety, so he'd never be run over by a car. What we think happened, is he was stolen. Picked up. Cos i had some friendly cats. Yes i blame myself. i was out of town working, if i had been here, i'd of been on the situation, instead of the others that were here. My dog now, is very protective and wont even let the neighbors pick up the cats. She rounds them up when its night time and brings them in even. She most likely knows what happened (but she isnt talking now) but no one listened to her while i was gone. The only time i've "ever" kept my cats indoor was when i lived in a busy city. And i tell you, Squirt hated it. Hated it so much that when we got back from living in Hong Kong he promptly snuck out of the apartment i was in and disappeared for days. Luckily i have an ear for cats and i was able to find him just by his distant meowing. He promptly snuck out again and again, for days. Finally, while i was incarcerated for 6 months, he got out and stayed gone and i wasnt around to find him. 4 months is a long time to expect to find a cat. Yet i went searching. Yeah, i have failed every single one of my animals that has died. i even failed a guinea pig when i was 12 years old by listening to a damn doctor and my mother, even knowing they were wrong. The damn guinea NEEDED to go to a hospital, but the vet kept assuring my mother and me "what's ever wrong, wont kill him" Tell that to a guinea pig going into siezures in later that night and dying in my arms. Whew, okay i feel better. Himself noticed that i was trying not to cry and so he takes me away and hugs me. You know i realised, no one has ever hugged me when it came to loss of any of them. No one's ever cared. Funny as you think about it. No ones can ever understand that my pets are like family to me and mean just as much as any human being to me. Infact i generallly like them more then humans. As i still refuse to cry, over some half witted judgemental ppl who in all reality mean absolutetly nothing to mean. i will not let ppl who are meaningless hurt me more.. and yes just as soon as you found me when i was low to dig into me, trying to dig your views into me, twisting a knife in an already open wound, automatically made you meaningless. Automatically made you people i would never count as living breathing humans. Nor would ever possibly be able to reach the level that in which i hold my animals in. Not worthy to think about, nor speak to, nor to even ever contemplate your words no matter in which they be. Yup, i gave into emotion now but no worries anger and coldness will spread over the hurt. and i will find him as he is alive. Tigger is out there - i know, i've dreamt of finding him. Even my good friend who has helped me spread a massive search for him, has dreamed of finding him. And i will, even if its his body i find, i will find him.
< Message edited by RiotGirl -- 4/19/2006 1:22:52 PM >
|