Ann
04-24-2002, 02:12 PM
A fair warning before I begin to write; this will be a long rant/ramble about my day today. I'll tell you about three main events which all involves animals, and they have all been quite frustrating to me.
Does anyone remember me telling about the kitties (http://www.peachkin.com/kitties.html) that I fostered? Anyways, today I called the people who adopted them. The first person I called started stuttering and sounded all embarassed as soon as I asked bout the cat and then proceeded to tell me that she had been too busy with her kids that she hadn't had time with the cat, so she had just given him away to some friend of hers who had had a cat before that had been hit by a cat and died a month ago. Shaking with anger I hanged up the phone after a short "goodbye" I called the guy who had gotten the little kitty that I had wanted to keep so badly myself (Houdini) and what do I hear? He told me he had been too busy with school lately so he had given her away to some relative of his. I was crying then, so stressed and upset, I mean... I loved all those kitties and tried so hard getting them good homes and then this happen... One of them I had even wanted to keep soooooooo badly myself but wasn't allowed to and now this... For God's sake, little Poop-nose will probably road kill anyday now just like the woman's other cat!! And I have no clue where Houdini is or how she has it...
Anyways, after that I really needed to see the third kitty in the bunch, Ronja. We hadn't been able to find a home for her so my uncle and his girlfriend had to take her back. See, the kitties originally came from my uncle's place... I will need to tell you some background info here for you to get the second part of my little rant. My uncle recently moved in with a new girlfriend in her house out in the country. She owns a little house and they have some animals there. This girlfriend of his is the cheapest person I have ever met and she has over 10 cats or so at this farm who keeps getting more and more kitties every year because she is too Goddamn cheap to castrate them. The mom of the kitties I fostered wasn't even a year old when she had them, which is why she wouldn't take care of them. Anyways, I went up there with my parents and saw Ronja and she was fine (thank God for that!)... But when I went out to the stable to see the animals there (rabbits, guinea pigs and a pig) the next bad thing happened... See, they have two rabbits (a male and a female) that they keep together at all times and that have babies all the time, I always thing that it's as messed up as it gets cause that cannot be good for the female, being pregnant all the time. The reason they keep breeding is because they get paid some money for each rabbit baby that they sell to some pet store somewhere. Anyways, I went out there and there was this new baby rabbit and one of his eyes... The eyelids were swollen shut together and his eyes wouldn't open. The female rabbit was pregnant again (obvious thanks to her big belly) and I got to see the male rabbit going at her twice while I was in there, poor thing. She also had this huge bump under her neck which looked exactly like the cyst that my guineapig had that he had to have surgery for. When I asked my uncle and his girlfriend about the rabbits they just told me that the baby rabbit had been born that way and that they figured the bump on the female would just go away soon. I didn't want to say things I'd regret so I left the house again and went over to the area where the cats were sitting... One of their cats had this big long wound over his eye that kept his eye shut and there was puss all around it. And then there was another cat... He was jumping on three legs and he couldn't put his fourth leg to the ground, I tried approaching him but he limped under a cat so I couldn't reach him. I ran inside the house, hysterical, and told them that their cat's were badly hurt and what did they tell me? Both of the cats had been like that for weeks, the cat with the eye had gotten that from a fight and the other one they figured it had been hit by a car. I couldn't keep it in anymore then and basically screamed at them that they were horrible people and shouldn't be able to own pets. I asked my parents to go home after that and we did... When I sat in the car my dad looked at the cat with the bad leg and said somethings to my uncle and his girlfriend, obviously upset. He then told me that the cat's leg had been dripping blood when he looked (I never saw that cause I never got that close to him). Then we left...
And on the way home the next thing happened. While driving along the road we suddenly spotted a cow that we standing directly by the road, just centimeters from the cars, with no fence in between. We immediately stopped and called the police telling them about it. We went out and tried shooing the cow back in, and saw that the so called fence was all broken. It couldn't even be called a fence really, it was just small rotten wood poles with barbed wire in between them. It was obvious that this had happened before because some of the poles were only standing because of some stones that were supporting them. At last the police came but the cow got so scared cause of the car with the lights that she started running along the road, lookign for a way back in. She couldn't find it so she just jumped... and got tangled in the wire and fell. She rolled and screamed (heartwrenching sound) and then got up and the wire fell of her, and she ran away. The farmer came at the same time, holding a little box with a hammer and nails in his hand (can you belive that?! he was goign to fix it with a hammer and nails...). The police said they'd handle it from there on but before we left I said some words to the farmer saying that he had to look at his cow cause it obviously got hurt. He just mumbled something in response and didn't care at all. I doubt he will even fix his fence, he will just back it up with some stones I bet. I heard the police saying "if this happens again we will force you to change the fence" which obviously meant that nothing will be done about this.
And that's it... and to top it all off; my grandpa who has leukemia got really sick today and is currently in the hospital where they saw that he had had a heartattack and that he is sick and very weak and God this day... I wish I had stayed in bed.
Sorry for the rant people... Hope no one minds too much.
Does anyone remember me telling about the kitties (http://www.peachkin.com/kitties.html) that I fostered? Anyways, today I called the people who adopted them. The first person I called started stuttering and sounded all embarassed as soon as I asked bout the cat and then proceeded to tell me that she had been too busy with her kids that she hadn't had time with the cat, so she had just given him away to some friend of hers who had had a cat before that had been hit by a cat and died a month ago. Shaking with anger I hanged up the phone after a short "goodbye" I called the guy who had gotten the little kitty that I had wanted to keep so badly myself (Houdini) and what do I hear? He told me he had been too busy with school lately so he had given her away to some relative of his. I was crying then, so stressed and upset, I mean... I loved all those kitties and tried so hard getting them good homes and then this happen... One of them I had even wanted to keep soooooooo badly myself but wasn't allowed to and now this... For God's sake, little Poop-nose will probably road kill anyday now just like the woman's other cat!! And I have no clue where Houdini is or how she has it...
Anyways, after that I really needed to see the third kitty in the bunch, Ronja. We hadn't been able to find a home for her so my uncle and his girlfriend had to take her back. See, the kitties originally came from my uncle's place... I will need to tell you some background info here for you to get the second part of my little rant. My uncle recently moved in with a new girlfriend in her house out in the country. She owns a little house and they have some animals there. This girlfriend of his is the cheapest person I have ever met and she has over 10 cats or so at this farm who keeps getting more and more kitties every year because she is too Goddamn cheap to castrate them. The mom of the kitties I fostered wasn't even a year old when she had them, which is why she wouldn't take care of them. Anyways, I went up there with my parents and saw Ronja and she was fine (thank God for that!)... But when I went out to the stable to see the animals there (rabbits, guinea pigs and a pig) the next bad thing happened... See, they have two rabbits (a male and a female) that they keep together at all times and that have babies all the time, I always thing that it's as messed up as it gets cause that cannot be good for the female, being pregnant all the time. The reason they keep breeding is because they get paid some money for each rabbit baby that they sell to some pet store somewhere. Anyways, I went out there and there was this new baby rabbit and one of his eyes... The eyelids were swollen shut together and his eyes wouldn't open. The female rabbit was pregnant again (obvious thanks to her big belly) and I got to see the male rabbit going at her twice while I was in there, poor thing. She also had this huge bump under her neck which looked exactly like the cyst that my guineapig had that he had to have surgery for. When I asked my uncle and his girlfriend about the rabbits they just told me that the baby rabbit had been born that way and that they figured the bump on the female would just go away soon. I didn't want to say things I'd regret so I left the house again and went over to the area where the cats were sitting... One of their cats had this big long wound over his eye that kept his eye shut and there was puss all around it. And then there was another cat... He was jumping on three legs and he couldn't put his fourth leg to the ground, I tried approaching him but he limped under a cat so I couldn't reach him. I ran inside the house, hysterical, and told them that their cat's were badly hurt and what did they tell me? Both of the cats had been like that for weeks, the cat with the eye had gotten that from a fight and the other one they figured it had been hit by a car. I couldn't keep it in anymore then and basically screamed at them that they were horrible people and shouldn't be able to own pets. I asked my parents to go home after that and we did... When I sat in the car my dad looked at the cat with the bad leg and said somethings to my uncle and his girlfriend, obviously upset. He then told me that the cat's leg had been dripping blood when he looked (I never saw that cause I never got that close to him). Then we left...
And on the way home the next thing happened. While driving along the road we suddenly spotted a cow that we standing directly by the road, just centimeters from the cars, with no fence in between. We immediately stopped and called the police telling them about it. We went out and tried shooing the cow back in, and saw that the so called fence was all broken. It couldn't even be called a fence really, it was just small rotten wood poles with barbed wire in between them. It was obvious that this had happened before because some of the poles were only standing because of some stones that were supporting them. At last the police came but the cow got so scared cause of the car with the lights that she started running along the road, lookign for a way back in. She couldn't find it so she just jumped... and got tangled in the wire and fell. She rolled and screamed (heartwrenching sound) and then got up and the wire fell of her, and she ran away. The farmer came at the same time, holding a little box with a hammer and nails in his hand (can you belive that?! he was goign to fix it with a hammer and nails...). The police said they'd handle it from there on but before we left I said some words to the farmer saying that he had to look at his cow cause it obviously got hurt. He just mumbled something in response and didn't care at all. I doubt he will even fix his fence, he will just back it up with some stones I bet. I heard the police saying "if this happens again we will force you to change the fence" which obviously meant that nothing will be done about this.
And that's it... and to top it all off; my grandpa who has leukemia got really sick today and is currently in the hospital where they saw that he had had a heartattack and that he is sick and very weak and God this day... I wish I had stayed in bed.
Sorry for the rant people... Hope no one minds too much.