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| duckie (profile) wrote, on 5-15-2008 at 9:46am | |
| Subject: Sigh. |
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| So apparently I'm a piece of shit human being with no respect for animals. I've been working on doing research so I could adopt a kitten since Marley was taken in, and the lady that I had emailed an adoption application to yesterday emailed me back today and told me that they couldn't let a person like me adopt a kitten because they are priceless to them [the organization], and they don't want them to be in a home where they are just taken in to the pound when they don't fit into the person's lifestyle anymore. First of all, things with Marley were pretty much out of my control. I didn't have TIME to find an apartment or a job that would allow me to live on my own before I moved to Michigan. I had no where to go in Wausau, and living with my parents was NOT an option. Pj was nice enough to talk his Grandma into letting me stay with them until we move out, and I wasn't about to pass that offer up. Andrea was supposed to take care of Marley while I was gone like she said she would, and I didn't know that he was going to be treated like shit because I trusted her. Shawn moved him to his sister's, and I didn't know he was going to get sick. I didn't know that they would give me two weeks to get him, and even if I could, I didn't have the money to take him to the vet, so he would have fucking died anyway. The other two cats I had needed to get taken in. One was Chassa's, and we both tried to find someone to take her, but no one would, so she knew that Kahlua would be taken in to the humane society. No one wanted Hazel either, and since Marley was my cat and my baby, AND we had him first, that is who we decided to keep when our landlord pitched a fit [after previously telling us that having the cats wouldn't be a problem]. The two females were taken in, and I was called when they were both adopted. The bitch who emailed me this morning told me that they were probably put down which was not true, because they were both listed on the humane society's website. Sometimes in life there are circumstances that arise and sacrifices need to be made. Shawn and I didn't have the money to move into a place that allowed pets because of how much extra it was. I didn't have the fucking means to find an apartment in Michigan or the time to get a job lined up so I could actually afford to live in an apartment by myself. Seriously? I'm fucking offended. How DARE she judge me like that. I realize that she needs to look out for the animals that they have, but for fuck's sake. If you're concerned about someone who wants to adopt then ask fucking questions; don't just assume. Hopefully the place Pj and I went to yesterday will go better, although now I'm not so sure =[ If not, then I'm going to have to go to the humane society where I WON'T be telling them about the previous cats I had because apparently living to survive isn't an option. I can't even begin to describe how horrible I feel right now. =[ Oh and by the way, my dad has Parkinson's. Fuck today. |
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valoth | 05-15-08 12:14pm I only have 1 complaint with the whole cat thing now, and Ive given up on debating the whole issue of having the kitten.
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duckie | Re:, 05-15-08 12:29pm Okay. |
butterfly | Re: Re:, 05-15-08 12:54pm oh balls. Dude, fuck her. whatever. She has a manly face and saggy balls. And agreed, keep the prevoius cats issue quiet, because, really, they'll only make a big deal out of it, and though it is a big deal, it was something out of your hands.
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duckie | Re: Re: Re:, 05-15-08 1:16pm Thanks. |
buttercupistiny | 05-15-08 6:55pm Oh, honey...
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duckie | Re:, 05-15-08 6:57pm Thanks hun. You always manage to make me smile when it feels impossible =] I hope things are still going well for you! |