So.. a few weeks ago.. I got word that there were kittens near Chicago who needed homes. I LOOOOOOVE kitties, so.. I ran right over and spent time with them with my mate. We picked out this little orange furball named Jack. Well he hadn't got his shots and needed neutered so their founder Kim said we could take him home after his shots and surgery... well I wait a week then try and get a hold of her. She replies that Jack is sick and is taking him to the vet because he's been having some tummy issues. I think alright, well that's normal sometimes after the surgery on kittens. I wait another week and e-mail her, no response, I message her on facebook, nothing... from Oct 23 to yesterday I call and leave messages worried sick.

Yesterday, I got an e-mail from her. My little Jack has IBD (irritable bowel disease) It's a very expensive illness, One that means a lot of trips to vets and very very expensive food. Now I live with my mate his brother and their friend, who has a small dog and a cat. Kim and I both agreed that it just wouldn't be a good thing for Jack... and Kim herself is now very upset because she doesn't have the means to provide care this kitten needs which leaves one very very sad option.... I cried myself to sleep in my mates arms last night... I'm horribly sad. He was so cute and full of spunk.. something I really needed too.