{"id":8554,"date":"2021-09-22T12:14:53","date_gmt":"2021-09-22T16:14:53","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/?p=8554"},"modified":"2021-09-22T06:12:29","modified_gmt":"2021-09-22T10:12:29","slug":"the-furry-pain-in-the-ass-thats-also-adorable","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/2021\/09\/22\/the-furry-pain-in-the-ass-thats-also-adorable\/","title":{"rendered":"The furry pain in the ass (that’s also adorable)"},"content":{"rendered":"

I have multiple titles for this one;
\n-Unplanned, forced changes
\n-Difficult decisions
\n-The life of a semi cat ‘owner’
\n-The mother and the cat
\n-I literally did not sign up for this
\n-Whoever said ‘change is good’ didn’t get stuck with a cat
\n-Karma became a bitch for me
\n<\/em><\/p>\n

Yes, that’s a lot of multiple titles. And if you’re a cat lover (or just a lover of animals in general).. I think it’s best you look away from this post as it’s extremely embarrassing on my part. But also please understand from my part, that I never wanted the responsibility of taking care of an animal. I was the exact opposite of most kids; never begged my parents for a cat or dog. ..Fish however, I did. Because fish (ie: tropical fish) to me are easy to maintain. They don’t require nearly constant attention as a cat or dog would.
\nSo the mentioned cat is a standard gray cat, who’s named ‘Cleopatra’ (or ‘Cleo’ for short). As all gray cats, she’s extremely affectionate. She’s mainly an outdoor cat, and that is what’s been getting her in trouble with fleas and ear mites. She’s not exactly a smart cat.
\nShe also can be quite the bitch, hence her name. As in, demanding to be let out. Demanding to be petted. Demanding to sit on your lap.
\n–
\nShe also isn’t the healthiest cat. She has a ‘heart murmur’ where.. if she gets extremely stressed out, it could kill her. And it almost did when she was taken to be fixed and also get microchipped. The second part didn’t happen, as she was “overheated”.
\nShe also has moments of having a cold nose and a warm nose. Since she stays out mostly until my mother goes to ‘end her life’ (as Cleo feels it), she’ll come in to a warm house. And this temperature change sadly affects cats.
\nNow then, before my father died I still had the shoebox for a room. Cleo rarely came in my room. She typically stayed in the living room. But as time went on she shifted to staying in my father’s room. She would lay with my father, even sit on him as he laid in bed. She really liked being in this room, and liked being with him.
\nA few months had passed since my father passed away, and I claimed his old room as mine and the shoebox I called my room is now used for some of father’s old furniture. Cleo has really felt a disturbance in the force, yet to this day still doesn’t understand where my father went.<\/p>\n

She sometimes would walk in here, sniff around the new furniture (to her) and maybe occasionally would come up to me and meow for pets, which I provide. And then she’ll leave. I always left the door open for her.
\nTwo weeks ago, she changed how she acted. Started becoming more brave to come in here and stay awhile, even jumping up on things as if she was testing to see how she’d like being in this ‘new world’ without my father, but with me in his place. Nowadays, she keeps coming in here some time after my mother brings her in the house. …And this is where it’s really becoming a problem for me. How I typically keep to myself, play on my computer and eventually hop in VR. I never expected, I would be having to make changes to my routine.
\nWhat I mean is, she’s starting to get sick. She hasn’t had a cold nose in awhile, and I’m being blamed of leaving my AC on to cool my computer. In other words, I have to be boring like my mother to help the cat out. Aka, having to turn off my computer as it’s a heat source and can not have any drafts going. I didn’t initially like how my life would be forcefully altered by one damn cat.. and I still don’t as I write this. However my common sense is making me warm up to it.
\nIt has not been easy, with how stuffy it feels at times when Cleo is in my room. But I’ve been trying to make the best of it. Yet it feels, nomatter how many drafts I try to prevent and how warm I try to make the room for her.. it’s not helping. Infact it seems she’s getting worse. Dunno why, or how. Without my father being around who might know how to help her, the only thing we can think of is to take her up to the vet.
\nAnd honestly you might as well take a bullet to her head at that point.. especially how they do it now, thanks to COVID. Let’s just say it would be no better than what happened with my father, how my mother couldn’t see him. ..The vet won’t allow her to see Cleo until the work is done and she’s checked out. The cat, would likely not be back home alive.<\/p>\n

And then there’s my mother, who is fucking driving me up. the. wall. She claims she understands me and is ‘sorry’ and will try to work with me, and then after I do she goes 180 and expects me to live a boring life (like hers) for the cat, and calls me inconsiderate.
\nWhich. fucking. IS IT?! Do you understand me OR NOT?! MAKE UP YOUR GOD DAMN MIND!! I keep having these conversations with her and I’m really getting sick of it.
\nI have been trying what I can for this cat, and she’s like “you can have your fan on”. And then the next moment she’s like “turn it off! Why don’t you care?!”
\n*inhales* ..BOI!!<\/p>\n

If I had the availability to talk to someone about getting an apartment, I would be doing this about now.. and getting the hell out of here. Because I’m getting really tired for being blamed, when before she gave me the green light to do it. I never.. NEVER wanted the responsibility of this cat!!
\nJust fucking yesterday after another argument (trying to let off stress), I said “I’ll turn my computer off. This way, there is no heat source and the entire house should be at the same temperature. I’ll be boring for the cat. Let’s see how it goes”. And she’s all “no, you can play on your computer and use your fan.” ..And now I’m being yelled at for not thinking about the cat.<\/p>\n

.
\nNext time, I’m going to do whatever I can for this cat, my way. I’m not going to let her trick me with fake words to make me feel she ‘understands me’. I’m tired of the bullshit. I’m tired of being yelled at. I’m<\/em><\/span> tired of yelling about it. ..It’s solving nothing.
\nI’m turning my computer off the moment I hear the pet door slam down. Not going to have any fans going. The air will be stagnant. And if she comes in and tells me “no it’s OK to go about your life”.. I’m ignoring it. I’m saying “I do NOT want to be yelled at again. You want me to care about this cat, and ONLY this cat.. that’s what I’m doing. And you are not going to trick me by acting like you care… You don’t. Don’t give me your bullshit! So I AM
\ncaring, for this cat. Now let us be.”<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I have multiple titles for this one; -Unplanned, forced changes -Difficult decisions -The life of a semi cat ‘owner’ -The mother and the cat -I literally did not sign up for this -Whoever said ‘change is good’ didn’t get stuck … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[2],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-8554","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-personal"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8554","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=8554"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8554\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":8568,"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/8554\/revisions\/8568"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=8554"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=8554"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"http:\/\/benies-blogs.com\/general\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=8554"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}