last time I cried...
...was when my cat was really sick. We took him to the vets the next day, he was barely moving or breathing. I was utterly devastated, with the major guilt you get about not loving them *enough* just before they go to the big litterbox in the sky (I've loved all my cats to pieces and I always feel like that when they die). The little shit had nothing wrong with him and was putting it on for attention. He proceeded to throw up all over the floor every day for two weeks just for a laugh, watching as we sleepily trod in his still steaming trail of partially digested "rabbit". Git.

(still love him though)
(crayongirl, Thu 14 Apr 2005, 21:47, Reply)