Originally posted by stockenYou are a cheap bastard.
I couldn't afford going to the vet, so I hardened myself and did it.
You couldn't afford the vet then you tied your cat to a tree and shot him.
I have no pity for you,you're only trying to relieve your conscience from that burden because you know you did the wrong thing.
Let's say you preferred to keep 100 bucks in your pockets than keeping your cat alive.
Originally posted by Ravelloi agree, why make up some rubbish story ?
You are a cheap bastard.
You couldn't afford the vet then you tied your cat to a tree and shot him.
I have no pity for you,you're only trying to relieve your conscience from that burden because you know you did the wrong thing.
Let's say you preferred to keep 100 bucks in your pockets than keeping your cat alive.
Originally posted by XanthosNZI find my roo gets burnt if the pan is too hot, and i never add flour. bbq roo is the best, and the tail is the tastiest bit...
Maybe you can help me. My roux always comes out lumpy, could it be having the pan too hot or should I try slowing down the adding of the flour?
Originally posted by stockenPlease do the right thing and supply your anme and address. All information including the names Tony or George will be excluded.
I felt like sharing this with you, because... well, I'd like to bring you all down with me.
Just last night, I saw a cat strawling about in the vicinity of my appartment. I live on the ground floor with horribly colored walls and one cracked window. Wind is part of my daily environment. There is a constant draft through my small appartment from the window ...[text shortened]... I'll just tell the story like it is and let you pass your own judgement on me.
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Originally posted by RavelloToday I feel better, so you really can't bring me down with that sh*t. Stupid. Didn't you read the post? I had financial problems. When I say that, I don't mean I had to live on a few hundred dollars a week. I mean I was broke. I had nada. Zip. Zero. Got that!?
You are a cheap bastard. [...] Let's say you preferred to keep 100 bucks in your pockets than keeping your cat alive.
Doh!..
(Yes. Yes. I brought it upon myself, but that's besides the point, now isn't it?)
Of course, I've later learned that if you take an animal as wounded as that to the vet, they will put it to sleep whether you can afford it or not. It's the humane thing to do. I don't mean I did the right thing. I did the only thing I could think of back then. I do have regrets. Which is why I got so depressed yesterday thinking about it. Ups and downs, you know?
Originally posted by stockenStop wallowing in it and take this as a cathartic opportunity to leave the event behind, a purging if you will. Make a donation to your local SPCA(or equivalent animal shelter), help save a life as redemtion. Put it behind you, or, at least focus on the good things the cat brought to your life. If you don't, it will always haunt you.
Today I feel better, so you really can't bring me down with that sh*t. Stupid. Didn't you read the post? I had financial problems. When I say that, I don't mean I had to live on a few hundred dollars a week. I mean I was broke. I had nada. Zip. Zero. Got that!?
Doh!..
(Yes. Yes. I brought it upon myself, but that's besides the point, now isn't it?)
...[text shortened]... s. Which is why I got so depressed yesterday thinking about it. Ups and downs, you know?
~Dr. Phil out!~