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Worst week...
11 years ago
Well, It's been a damned hard week.
My cat was mauled by the dogs that live on the property we're staying on, no they aren't my dogs or my mates, but her mom's. Two terriers and a wiener dog. They severed her tail and it was broken in half with the bone showing and everything.
We rushed her to the vet and the fisrt one we went to wanted to charge us 1000$ plus for amputating what was left of her tail and dealing with the other wounds on her legs. Thankfully I qualify as low income so they referred me to the low cost clinic in town. it was 250 dollars all together there (100 for the vet at the other place to even LOOK at her and give her a shot of kitty morphine) they amputated her tail, it was only an inch and a half long after that, there were five huge stints her her chubby little legs... and we brought her home. She was doing so well, she even managed to walk to her kitty box, go potty and get out again on her own. I was so releived, I was so happy....then she fell off the bed. I don't know if that is what triggered the seizures but she started jerking really hard, and her eyes clouded over white. We tried to get her to the vet but she died on the way there... I even tried mouth to mouth.
I buried her wrapped up in my froggy blanket with an open can of wet cat food and a little fleecy mouse toy I made her a long time ago.
I've been pretty beside myself since. I just don't know what to do, everything reminds me of her. Looking around my trailer I just feel....like its a completely different place. My kitty Lypso was with me for nearly 7 years (would have been 7 in june) She was with me through my divorce, through at least 6 different homes and at least 3 other relationships. And now, she's gone.
I spent the night that she died at my sister's house and finally came out to her as a little... I felt relieved, and she said it was likely a healthy way for me to deal with some of the 'issues' I have. -shrugs- probably true. I curled up in my footie pajamas and hugged my big frog in their guest bed with my bottle. I... I really wanted to ask to just be hugged by her husband or my mate's step father, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I miss my real life daddy, I wish he'd been here to hug me....
I imagine I'll heal a bit and be less depressed soon, doing my best to distract myself so I stop breaking down crying at every turn... I suppose it would help if I could get the comfort I crave. Online words are supportive and wonderful, but they aren't the same as two strong arms.
Anyway, there may or may not be any art uploaded for a while, it depends on how I feel.
My cat was mauled by the dogs that live on the property we're staying on, no they aren't my dogs or my mates, but her mom's. Two terriers and a wiener dog. They severed her tail and it was broken in half with the bone showing and everything.
We rushed her to the vet and the fisrt one we went to wanted to charge us 1000$ plus for amputating what was left of her tail and dealing with the other wounds on her legs. Thankfully I qualify as low income so they referred me to the low cost clinic in town. it was 250 dollars all together there (100 for the vet at the other place to even LOOK at her and give her a shot of kitty morphine) they amputated her tail, it was only an inch and a half long after that, there were five huge stints her her chubby little legs... and we brought her home. She was doing so well, she even managed to walk to her kitty box, go potty and get out again on her own. I was so releived, I was so happy....then she fell off the bed. I don't know if that is what triggered the seizures but she started jerking really hard, and her eyes clouded over white. We tried to get her to the vet but she died on the way there... I even tried mouth to mouth.
I buried her wrapped up in my froggy blanket with an open can of wet cat food and a little fleecy mouse toy I made her a long time ago.
I've been pretty beside myself since. I just don't know what to do, everything reminds me of her. Looking around my trailer I just feel....like its a completely different place. My kitty Lypso was with me for nearly 7 years (would have been 7 in june) She was with me through my divorce, through at least 6 different homes and at least 3 other relationships. And now, she's gone.
I spent the night that she died at my sister's house and finally came out to her as a little... I felt relieved, and she said it was likely a healthy way for me to deal with some of the 'issues' I have. -shrugs- probably true. I curled up in my footie pajamas and hugged my big frog in their guest bed with my bottle. I... I really wanted to ask to just be hugged by her husband or my mate's step father, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. I miss my real life daddy, I wish he'd been here to hug me....
I imagine I'll heal a bit and be less depressed soon, doing my best to distract myself so I stop breaking down crying at every turn... I suppose it would help if I could get the comfort I crave. Online words are supportive and wonderful, but they aren't the same as two strong arms.
Anyway, there may or may not be any art uploaded for a while, it depends on how I feel.
