Yesterday was a nerve-wracking day. While I was out feeding the cats, a neighbor's daughter rode her bike into my driveway and told me my cats were peeing in their yard. I told her I'd tell my boyfriend and try to do something about it. But what? Stop feeding the cats? I've always known it could come to that, but it's really hard to abandon them. When I was in the hospital and home recovering and couldn't feed them, they got more wild and when I went back to feeding them, they were eating not only the food, but the styrofoam bowls I put the food in! They had been starving, or at least they were very hungry. (They don't do this now.)
A few minutes later, I was getting ready to go out to get a bite to eat and to buy some necessary items. There was a skinny, scrawny kitten I'd never seen before, gobbling the food that was still left. I noticed it has an upper respiratory illness as well. I talked to it and it didn't run away, but it started meowing at me and eagerly came up to me for petting. It even stood on its hind legs and put its paws on my leg (something my OCD didn't enjoy, put I kept petting it). After that, I had to wash my hands, so I went back inside and did so, and when I was walking around the car, it tried to come back to me. I felt bad not petting it more, but I had to go out. I drove slowly back, making sure not to hit the kitten, which went onto the steps and made its safety much easier to secure, and left. When I got back, it wasn't there, and I called to it and looked for it. It also wasn't there when I did the cats' nighttime feeding. I hope it'll come back so I can give it some food. At the same time, I don't want my cats getting sick, nor myself.
Anyone got any advice on either of these situations? Thanks in advance.
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