I got a kitten from the shelter.
He was adorable. The tips of his ears lopped down, so he always looked grouchy. A little tabby, with white paws, Hhe was skinny and cuddlly and seemed like all he needed was a good home and some food to eat.
He was put to sleep last night, after two days of loving, because he had feline distemper, and I couldn't pay to save his life.
Albeit, it would have been over one thousand dollars.
I feel like a failure.
I miss my Yoda.
I'm not owning pets anymore. I'm cursed. I've killed two kittens now.
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Hey girly. It's not your fault. At least the kitty had two days of loving before he passed. It really sucks, and I'm sorry and here's a hug for you (>)> please feel better, and know that Yoda knew you loved him.
ReplyDeleteawww :( Nessa im sorry :( but dont give up an pets there way to much fun and make you happy when you are sad
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