After waiting for 4 days for the Animal Control Officer to pick up Sweet Dude's body, he is now buried safely in my backyard.
To make sure it was okay, I called my landlord and asked permission. He said, "It's the cat, huh??" I said yes. He said, "You're such a good person for caring. Sure, just bury him near the garage."
So, down I went and started digging.
He told me that he was going to dig Sweet Dude up. I told him if he did that, I'd call the police and file charges for harassment. "Why didn't you just put him out with the trash??" I said, "The same reason your mother didn't put YOU out with the trash!! Now LEAVE ME ALONE!!!"
"It's just a GD cat!" "You must be a very lonely woman. Have you been with many men??" I told him it was none of his f-ing business and to get the hell out of my face!!
Did he let up?? NOoooooooo. I just tried to ignore him and kept digging. He said, "I TOLD you to call someone to pick up the cat!!" I yelled that I DID call and no one would listen. I told him that Sweet Dude was a feral cat I had been feeding in the back yard for a year. Well, then he changed his tune. He said (through his slurred words) that he didn't realize that, and kept asking me if I wanted him to help. I said no, to just leave me alone. Then he asked me if I wanted a beer, or something to eat. I said no, that I had dinner cooking.
I am SO upset right now.I feel so bad for Sweet Dude. I cannot STAND the jerk on the first floor. But at least now I know that Sweet Dude is in a better place.
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