WillMc

https://www.flickr.com/photos/126329187@N08/14500279617/ Here's a more recent picture of her. She was a baby in that first pic. And my mom is Mary McCauley, mfh called me Mary so I assumed she got that name from my FB profile since it's covered with stuff from her.

https://www.flickr.com/photos/126329187@N08/14663343076/ This is a Flickr link, hope it works. By the way, I'm Will, and Mary is my mom.

https://www.facebook.com/photo.php?fbid=762359970456835&set=pb.100000485186527.-2207520000.1405654613.&type=3&theater

Thanks for your concern. I'm going to graduate school to become a CRC so I have a little perspective as far as blame and grief. I understand "it's not my fault, it was accident" and I don't feel guilty, just really depressed, angry and frustrated. It's like I want to pick a fight with someone but I don't know whom that would be. I loved that cat, Boo Boo, she was barely a year old and still acted like a big kitten. I pray she's in a better place.

The last few days have been hellacious for my family. I found a wonderful shelter to take one of my cats whom I couldn't keep in anticipation of a downsizing move and the same day as I was doing laundry, my other cat, Boo Boo, hopped into the dryer without my knowledge and, LORD GOD FORGIVE ME, I SHUT HER IN. My mom came running up the stairs after she found Boo Boo and I called the vet's office after she told me what had happened but it was too late. Boo Boo passed away in my mom's arms. She was a wonderful grey and white tabby, fat and loveable, I called her "the marshmallow cat," because of her size and wonderful personality. I hate what I did and losing two wonderful animals has been a hard blow in an already stressful time.