God oh God why am I telling this horror srory? I guess it's trapped in my mind, so I'll never forget.... I'm goin to die..... or by keepin it inside I will kill something that deserves to die because they sure as fuck did not!! Warning animal lovers! Avert thine eyes now or you'll be so fucking sorry! I warned you... :sad: Please take me seriously... Once upon a time there were a family of kittens living in the desert. The mother cat, and her litter. I had the pleasure of helping my 2 lil bros by choosing 2 females from the litter to keep.... so tiny & cute absolutely adorable I'd give my life in a heartbeat... as I loved w/ my family at the time, we moved to an apt. that allowed pets.... and the lil kitties grew, as life would expect from them. I did not expect this: The oldest female cat would constantly escape the house-goin as far as jumpin off of the 2nd story balcony when we tried to tame her. And the older female eventually got everything she was lookin 4 in a man-cat(whom I never saw) then became pregnant. We set up a room just for her, she ended up having her litter in the walk-in closet. 5 little bundles of tiny joy! Well, to this day I take care of my pets better than anyone I know, so I watched over the newborns & their mother. As life would expect the newborns grew. The mother decided it was moving day, and 1 by 1 carried her children out of the closet to a large part of the master bedroom. And there they grew into furry, fuzzy, miracles. My 5 beautiful creatures whom I cannot ever forget.... but this was 7 cats in a 3 bedroom apt. Motherfuckers and there dogs next door called the humane society/animal control who came to our place and made these fucking rules up: Only 3 cats to a home Permits are required for the others We had 1 week to find them homes When we could'nt find homes the kittens were taken to the shelter & because we had 3 grown cats too we were forced to move away from the evil neighbors who deserve horribly painful drawn-out deaths, 'cause: The shelter came and took my lovelies away, to a disease ridden shelter I knew nothing about or I'd have killed anyone who had a job there! We were lied to that we could find them homes from that point on, that we had time & this "shelter" would do their best as well to adopt them out. Mother o mine & I found them better homes! We returned to the shelter as rapidly as possible. I'd never been there b4............ a god-damned prison! My cats were in metal cages! We were ionformed that they were sick-too sick to make it-and I could see that the mother was dying! Her litter looked & behaved normally, recognizing me and crying out for love rthat I'd always showed them at home when I was near. I couldn't fit 2 fingers thru the cage bars to pet them as they purred in an attempt at being petted by me. I proceeded to beg the shelter witch-woman in charge that I'd get them medical help/the little were lookin normal/I wanted them back. Evil shelter policy said they could never make no and noone short of god himself could relinquish the rules that these sick cats were to b put to sleep. As we argued they had security throw us out! FUCK & There is NO GOD or MY LOVE IS GONE.... I'll go back to this "shelter" and kill everyone that works there as soon as I figure out how to get away w/ it & how to free the animals, who have a better chance living off their instincts in the desert than they have at the disease ridden cages they keep animals in there. Oh god I've been cryin like a little girl whilst typin this.... I am so fuckin sorry..... but didn't I warn you not to read at the beginning of this nightmare that I live thru? I have 1 fixed cat now and it's my baby...... I spoil it so it won't eat anything cheap(like dry cat food) and all my love goes to Tiger(my cat's name) whom I spoil so that he thinks he's human.... you should see the crazy he stuff that he does all the time!