that si so sad... what a jerk.
my ex bf , brought lucy home ot me, as a gift. yeah then what the moron do some months later? he brings home a horse of a dog, which would be fine if we wern't living in a cracker box of a house at the time, a studio house! luckily Lucy was very calm and was fine witht he big dog.
one day, I had enough and told my bf that the dog was eating all the cat foo,. we ended up arguing, and I got pushed down , and Lucy got thrown outside!
ewww, it was war!. I got up, got Lucy, brought her back in, and lheld her, then I got the dog and took him outside, and I told the bastard(bf) that the only time that dog was allowed in the house was when he was home, and if he ever touched my cat like that again, he would wake up with one hell of a headache! I threatened to smash a lamp over his head!