With a swollen eye and an infection the size of an egg on his right ear...

[__holyshit]

I brought my cat into the pound with no better place to take him. While i lied to the people at the front desk about him being a stray cat i could hear dogs andcats crying in the back room. It was utterly debilitating of thought. I got him registered to be brought to receiving. We carried him back with a sweatshirt over his face so he couldnt see,

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[pinkeyefountain]

Joe, I know how fucking bad this is eating you up. I know from your disposition, lately, the way you keep to yourself and the vacant look in your eyes. I know what it's like to love something so much, and feel like you're responsible for its demise. I beat myself up for a really long time, thinking that if only I would have brought my dog home with me, she wouldn't be dead and buried now. But I didn't want to deal with taking care of her, so I left her there to die.

I've been feeling really responsible for all of this. I keep thinking that if I would have just sucked it up for a few more weeks, we could have found him a home, or something. I know that you don't blame me, but I worry that some part of you might. The way your mom handled the situation was upsetting for everyone: I felt really bitter about the fact that I essentially got cheated. I said I would take the cat if he was neutered and you could bring him to me. Of course, neither of those conditions were met, but I worked with them anyway. Even when your mom used some of my