My cat was murdered by my stepfathers 2 dogs, less than a month ago. She had a litter of kittens at the time. they cried and cried when we took them out of the cage to bottle feed them. Poor things probably watched the whole attack. We had to take her to the vet, because her back legs weren't working. She kept trying to crawl out of the catbed we put her in for the ride. I held her in my lap the whole way. Then on top of that not only do they charge us 40$ to have her put to sleep, but that's only the price if she's a stray. If she's a pet cat, the price was 220$, which we definitely did not have at the time. So i couldn't even call her by name when i said goodbye. And they weren't alone with her that long. I was upstairs asleep with my earplugs in, and my mom and stepdad were gone for around 20 minutes. And to top it all off? they not only kept the dogs, but mom washed them in the sink today because the fleas were hurting them. They deserve to be run over with an 18 wheeler for what they did to my baby. She was hurt so badly that they said it had to have been a car because they didn't think a dog could do that much damage. My Bella was INSIDE at the time. i think we would have noticed if a car was in our living room, or something knocked down on top of her. And this was the second cat they've killed. They killed our older cat wiley, who i've known since i was 10(i got bella when i was 12, 8 years ago). And what is their collective response? When we leave the kitten has to be locked in a cat carrier and all other cats have to be outside. The little shits chew everything up so my stepdad won't let them be locked in his room, even though they are HIS FUCKING DOGS and everyone else in my house would gladly release them in the middle of an 8 lane highway, mom lets him keep the cats outside so HIS FUCKING DOGS can chew up OUR SHIT that he doesn't even pay to replace. Come to think of it, i think if it were up to us, we'd release him in the middle of an 8 lane highway too.
And about 3 days ago i had an emotional breakdown, again. At 4am when no one is online and no one will talk to you.
