the reason i can't take care of my cats anymore is because i never had cats growing up.
getting a cat was an experiment to see if my parents were right about something.
they were right about not owning a cat but not for the reason you may think.
whenever i asked about getting a cat, my mom made a disgusted face but couldn't explain why.
maybe she had a bad experience. i'll never know because i don't plan to talk to her ever again.
i don't want to ever talk to them again but they pay my phone bill so i guess we're here. (nobody cares)
i needed a family to provide love to.
i got montero (the handsomest black cat) to be a friend for pepper because she used to live with another cat.
montero did not like pepper and did not warm up to her.
i rehomed her because i thought it was what was best for her. but it wasn't.
i gave pepper to my parents so they would leave me alone.
and they did.
so then i began the uphill battle that is "how do i get this new pet to love me"
because that's why we get pets.....right?
i learned everything about the world from this cat and
now it's time for him to teach someone else.
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