babysmommy

Thank you for your answers! I have to live in the same apartment complex with the one who murdered my cat and two days this past week I ran into him in places I never see him, at the grocery store and 7-11. It was all I could do not to run up to him and claw his eyes out but I stayed calm and didn't even look at him. I think he wants me to do something crazy to discredit myself but I'm not going to, I'm going to handle this calmly and carefully. Tomorrow I am going to court to get a restraining order to keep him away from me. If they grant it and he violates it, he can go to jail. Also if they grant it he has to turn in any guns he has and can't buy any for the duration of the order. I think if he could kill my cat he could kill me, and while I know if he's crazy he's not going to pay any attention to the restraining order, if he's not crazy but just a bully it might make him think twice. He's a big ugly fat sissy and believe me, if he ends up in jail he'll wish he'd never messed with me or my cat. Thanks again for all your encouragement. It really helps to know other people understand and care. I know everyone who comes here has also lost their loving little friends too

I tried to get on this board a few days and ago and it said account suspended; I decided to try again and it's back! I finally called the Humane Soceity and they took Baby, but it was too late to do a necropsy to determine cause of death. However, the officer who came agreed with me that it was likely foul play, and the local police paid a visit to the property manager and told him if anything happened to my other little feral or to me or any of my property they were going to come straight to him. Nothing could bring back Baby even if they put him in jail forever. Edit: The Humane Soceity is holding Baby's body, I am hoping I can raise the money to have him cremated, the officer said to tell the person in charge how poor I am and mayhbe they will give me a discount.

Thank you both so much! The last couple of days I have been on a roller coaster of emotions, sadness, rage, thoughts of revenge. I went over to one of the "friends" and she would not open her door. I know she was home. I called a mutual friend who reminded me she warned me 3 years ago not to get involved with this person, and you know, she was right. She said she was a self absorbed narcissistic person with a good 'act' of being 'nice.' I told her she could say "I told you so" but she said she didn't intend to gloat, she just wanted me to know that she gave this person emotional support for TEN YEARS before pulling the plug because she was always giving and whenever SHE needed another this girl was never there. At least I only wasted a couple years on her, not a decade. I have had trouble controlling my emotions so I have not done anything other than report the killing to the City Attorney where I live; he's a slimy liar, but at least it's on record. I told him I am not making any accusations but gave reasons why I would suspect the person I do. When I feel calmer next week I am definitely calling Humane Societies and other groups. I do want to have a burial for Baby...in fact I know this sounds gross, but I still have his body--quadruple wrapped in a plastic bag and in a duffel bag in the back of my truck. I could not bring myself to throw him in a dumpster. When I feel stronger I am going to get a shovel, go up in the mountains, and find a pretty spot, a sunny glad like my side yard where he always loved to sit, and give him a decent burial. Thank you so much for your support and suggestions! If I don't respond right away please know I will, but sometimes I just am overwhelmed and can't even confront how lonely I am. I have seen his little pal several times, most recently this evening; he is confused and lonely, I can tell he's waiting for his 'uncle' to come back. It breaks my heart. I think I am going to need to trap him and find someone to keep him for me temporarily in a no kill shelter till I get a new place. I don't know how to do that, I'm broke with bad credit, but I can't stay here. I ran into one of my neighbors on the driveway tonight (unfortunately not literally) and just felt sick. They are lucky they didn't do this to someone who had no self control or it would be their necks snapped next. More tomorrow....

Thank you Eliza and Maylissa! Eliza, I am so sorry about your Tigger! The thing is I DID know how evil these people were. I asked myself if I was willing to take the risk of fighting them knowing they might retaliate against me but I was thinking they might attack me, or my belongings. Not my kitty. Baby was a dear loving cat without a mean bone in his body. All he wanted was his kibble and his cuddles. He was a good friend to his little feral friend (who came by again tonight for his dinner, poor little lonely boy, he still won't let me near him. At least now he is coming in daylight not just at night. I am terrified though that they will get him too. Tomorrow I'm going to call everyone I can think of in the cat rescue community to get him out of here, and if no one will help, I will rent a trap myself, though I don't know where to take him if I catch him. I'm also going to report the killing to the local Humane Society. My friends have been AWFUL. One has not contacted me AT ALL. The other who is supposedly so religious has yet to face me, left a smarmy card full of excuses which included an outright lie. This is what it means to be a lay Franciscan, when St. Francis was the patron of animals? I called her a HYPOCRITE and that is what she is, going off to her 'spiritual formation' instead of performing a spiritual act of mercy to be with me in my grief. It's people like that who make others think badly of Christians, people who claim to be but are only interested in being seen as holy, not actually doing good works. I alternate between shock, sickness, anger, and unbearable sadness. I miss my beautiful sweet boy so much! I have never known a cat who was so loving and trusting against all odds. No animal deserve his fate, or Tigger's. People who do things like this, I'm sorry, I believe they should go to a special hell. Thank you again for your goodness and compassion --far more than I have received from people to whom I have given years of my life in friendship.

Some neighbors I have been having a legal dispute with broke my cat's neck and threw it behind my fence. I know it was deliberate because his collar was taken off. I have been through the loss of pets before, from my first kitty who was run over when I was 4 to the loss of 2 cats I had had for 18 and almost 17 years which about broke my heart. This little fellow was a feral who was brought to me by the neighborhood tomcat when he was maybe 6 weeks old, a little tiger tabby with slightly crossed eyes. He became semi-tame, never lived indoors because I have another oldster almost 17 who wouldn't have been OK with it, but Baby came daily for food and cuddles, even let me pick him up. I had him fixed and his shots and a microchip put in. He was healthy, actually chubby, sleek, a truly beautiful cat. He has a little feral pal who was his shadow, a kitty born about 3 months after him, who is devastated as am I. I am having enough trouble dealing with his death, knowing it was murder (the police don't care as I have no 'proof' even though I reported the neighbor months ago for animal cruely for smacking another cat)....the worst part is my friends have not been there for me, which is why I came here. My 'best friend' who only lives across the street has yet to respond to my urgent crying call over 24 hours ago right after I found the body; another friend a block ove, likewise no response to both a call and a note on her door. Two out of state friends sent me trite, shallow emails, one short paragraph, and the other five lines none longer than a dozen words. Neither offered to call me (I am on Social Security and can't afford to call them even though they have cell phones with free minutes.) The only caring response I have gotten is someone I have only exchanged a couple of emails with about cat care, she sent a warm compassionate letter. I am dealing with grief, but also guilt for not having made him an indoor cat so he wasn't vulnerable to the neighbors, and also for having disrupted his feeding schedule the last week because I wasn't doing very well myself with upset about the legal case and about Hurricane Katrina. I think it made him easier to trap. I just don't know how I can go on. I look out the window to the fence where he used to jump up into the tree...I want to leave here, move out and never come back, but I am broke, and it would give the neighbors the final victory that their horrible act made me give up the fight. Just don't know what to do and hope for someone to talk to here.