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not another one 2003-02-07 | 6:27 p.m. So I drove by the National cat protection society today. They were closed. I cried. They have a wall outside that advertises adoptions and retirements. I needed to talk to someone about my options with Darby. On my drive home I decided to skip school tomorrow and go in to talk to one of them but by the time I arrived at my house I changed my mind. I thought about how sad Steve is going to be without his mom and how hard it's going to be to have her put to sleep in my arms. I don't think I'm strong enough to do this. I have decided that she just needs to be healthy and that's the only option I'm okay with. I know it's not realistic. I don't want to be realistic. If I am my cat will be gone. Bye
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