But this coming monday is going to suck. We are going to take milton to be put down. He is not healthy enough to have a happy life, and he isn't growing. He's three months old and looks like he is still 6 weeks old.
I am very angry right now. Angry, hurt, sad, PISSED THE FUCK OFF.
Since August, I have lost 7. SEVEN people close to me. (I haven't lost milton yet, but it's only too soon)
It's just not fair. I mean, I am stoked that I will be starting a new job on the 23rd, but really?God, really? You just had to rain on my parade by taking my cat away from me. Troy's cat. SARAH'S FUCKING CAT!!!!!!
How are we supposed to explain this to her?!?!? She's three! She is going to ask me on monday afternoon "mommy, where's milton???"
I am pissed.
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