My favorite cat died, and I'm devastated. We called her Baby Girl... We have no idea what happened. I feel like it's my fault. She seemed healthy, she ran around and she even had kittens a couple of weeks ago.
The thing was, this was her 3rd litter of kittens. They have all died, and in this litter, there were 6, 4 died and 2 remain. We don't understand why that happened either. We were planning on taking her to the vet to get her fixed and to check her for tapeworms, because she was skinny and growled and snatched food from our plates (yes, literally!) and growled at the other cats over food. We thought maybe she was nutritionally deficient due to tapeworms but she seemed fine other than the skinny factor and we didn't have the extra cash to pay for a vet at the time so we hadn't brought her yet...
We had been gone pretty much all day, we were with his ex wife and her son, talking to a psychologist to evaluate all of us with the children we have now, (cause he's gonna go to court with them.) Before we had left, Baby Girl had vomited in the morning but she has done that before, the other day, so we didn't think anything of it. All the cats have done that from time to time. And one of the other cats ate it (yes I know that's gross, but she ate it before I could clean it) and she is fine. So I'm not sure if the cat was poisoned or not...
Before we left to go to the psychological evaluation, we heard wild thrashing about and furious scratching and whatnot in the front room, behind a desk. We thought it was Baby Girl either moving her kittens behind there and clearing out a path (she's had previous litters there) or just messing with stuff, as she was prone to do. So... we left, and we left her there to die and I'll never forget it. I know now what was really happening and I could have done something.
We didn't even realize until late at night that she was nowhere to be found, when her two kittens walked out of the closet mewing, no, SCREAMING in hunger. I took them around the house so she could come out of hiding but she wouldn't come, which BF thought was crazy, because she ALWAYS came to my call. That cat loved me more than anything... He looked in the backroom and I remembered the wild thrashing from earlier, went into the front room, looked behind the desk, saw her, called her name, she was so still and silent and I knew. I pretty much got frantic and started yelling "MY CAT IS DEAD, SOMETHING HAPPENED TO MY CAT!!!!" I wanted it to not be true. But when he pulled her out from behind there, he told me not to look and I did. And I'll never forget it.
I admit, I was so upset I was talking to her like she was still alive and petting her (yes, I washed my hands excessively afterwards.) But no doubt about it, she was dead... rigor mortis and I lifted her up to look in her face... nightmares. That wasn't my cat's face... not the cat I knew. Her head was bent up at a weird angle, not like she broke it or anything, but still.
WHAT HAPPENED TO MY CAT???
I know she had tapeworms now after googling about it, but it doesn't kill cats. I just don't understand it. I posted a question about it on Yahoo Answers and a lot of the answerers said it was my fault and how horrible it was I hadn't brought her to a vet when we knew she was skinny, and etc, and I agree. I feel horrible. I loved that cat.
I took her two remaining kittens and put them with our other cat, who is a young and healthy mommy with healthy kittens, and they nursed briefly, and she hasn't hissed at them the way the black cat would hiss at her kittens, and earlier I saw her licking one, but I'm not sure she's taken over fully as the Mommy because just a few minutes ago, both of the kittens of the deceased cat were crying really loudly. We're going to get kitten formula and a bottle.
Does anyone have any idea of what the **** I did to my cat??? Could boric acid have killed her??? Today is a bleak day, and the weather matches my mood. It's rather appropriate, if depressing.
Hey Zeffryn... that woman was absurdly rude, and her kid was a brat! She was the b*tch, not you.
Oooh I would have slapped me a b*tch. It would have been onnnnn... I am not in the mood for any BS right now.
I agree that reverse racism exists, I have been called a white this and a white that before. At the same time however, I've had a good many black friends and they all love me despite the color of my skin. They do admit that many of their people are just as racist as whites and other races can be. Racism exists in all races, ethnicities, and countries. I am not sure why people don't place as much focus on 'reverse racism' as they do white on black racism, other than people are scared to because of past grievances, or something. I'm not sure.
I hate racism, in any color or form. Sorry that you were a victim of racism, Zeffryn, it's not a pretty thing. If that lady was in YOUR situation, and she had been called a black b*tch, I'm sure she wouldn't be feeling so good right now either! So why can't people think of how others would feel in that situation before they speak... Sigh. People! Hope your day is better.
Hope everyone else's day is better than mine... I hope you all have a awesome Friday.
Barb, I'm very glad for your son, that he has his Wiii..
And everybody else, hope your day is a good one.
Sidenote, if anyone thinks I'm being overly dramatic over my cat, I apologize, but I really loved that cat, I love all my cats and they're like my children... I am very attached to my animals. I love them all.
Weezle, it is great to hear that your grandmother is doing better.

It's good news to hear on such a depressing day.
