I really hate to even think about this, but I've considered taking Squish to an animal shelter. D: There's nothing wrong with him being here, not at all.
But I'm tired of having to kick him outside in 30-degree weather, and tired of seeing him come back every morning, beat up by who knows what. He came back this morning, and he won't even walk on one of his feet! I seem to be the only person who's really concerned about it, like I am EVERY other time he gets seriously hurt.
And there's probably no talking my parents into taking him to a vet, because it "costs money".
I'm hoping that he just has a cut on his foot or something, and that it's not something real serious. But it's scaring me.
Which brings me to the shelter idea. I doubt he would have a problem getting adopted. He's still young, he's cute, and he loves every person he meets. And he could hopefully be somewhere where he wouldn't have to worry about sleeping outside in the cold weather or the rain, where there are other animals that could kill him.
I don't want to do this, but I don't have money to take him to a vet. If I did, he'd be there right now. And my parents don't give enough of a crap to do it. If they won't even take Kilala to the vet to get rid of her fleas that she's had for almost A YEAR (even though I've told them that she could become anemic because of them, and anemia, if it's bad enough, can kill a cat), then how can I expect them to care enough to take Squish?
Ophrysia · Mon Nov 17, 2008 @ 11:28pm · 0 Comments |