So we just moved back to our old house. We brought Carlos' kitten that he found named Moses. Carlos' rescued Moses and we took him to the vet right away because he was very sick. $50 sick. It was totally his cat too cause it always slept on his records and knocked out when he was djing...The neighbors started to come over and visit us. Ashley and Adrian. They had dogs and liked Moses. Ashley soon gets a little cat of her own that she names Bell
a. And eventually I let Adrian "adopt" Moses with instructions on keeping him away from the dogs. I even sent him with a book on how to care for cats. He loved him and we were actually kinda relieved to not have Moses anymore (I feel guilty about this and you will understand why later). We were all happy...then last night we woke up and heard the dogs next door going crazy. I mean crazy. Then we heard Moses. Crying. Today I went outside and Ashley runs over and tells me the cat was lost. I knew right away where it was, so I decided to go and call for it. I went to the back yard and I saw him on the neighbors back porch. Whew! What relief!! I called him, and he moved quickly towards me...dragging his back leg! I was like oh my gosh! So Adrian jumps the fence, and I run inside to get a box. I dump out all the water bottles and take Adrian the box. We put Moses in the box and we all just stand around and look at the cat. He is just chomped on. I don't know how he is still alive. By this time there are about 5 different kids in our yard and we are all just looking at this kitten. We are all broke so going to the vet is not an option. I call my brother and he comes to pick up the kitten to put it out of its misery. We are all sad. Ashley, Adrian and I sit on the porch. Ashley is near tears and asks me if I want to cry. I say no and she doesn't want to cry either. I finally just want to go inside so I tell the kids by and tell Ashley DO NOT let your cat get near the dogs. An hour or so later I hear this screaming outside, so I open the door and look across the street and Ashley is standing in her driveway screaming "BELLLLAAAA!!!!" I yell, "Ashley, what is wrong?!" She tells me that Bella is gone, so I walk across the street and I am like what happened? She points to the tree and tells me that Bella is in the tree. So I walk back across the street, get a flashlight and we see Bella. Calmly sitting in the tree. (I think she liked it up there) Her brother Adrian comes out climbs the tree, then someone walking down the street comes up and asks us if we need help, and I say no cause I don't even KNOW this guy. Adrian drops me the cat, I give it to Ashley and leave saying, "Ashley, don't let the cat near the dogs!".....I have had enough of cats and neighbors...
a. And eventually I let Adrian "adopt" Moses with instructions on keeping him away from the dogs. I even sent him with a book on how to care for cats. He loved him and we were actually kinda relieved to not have Moses anymore (I feel guilty about this and you will understand why later). We were all happy...then last night we woke up and heard the dogs next door going crazy. I mean crazy. Then we heard Moses. Crying. Today I went outside and Ashley runs over and tells me the cat was lost. I knew right away where it was, so I decided to go and call for it. I went to the back yard and I saw him on the neighbors back porch. Whew! What relief!! I called him, and he moved quickly towards me...dragging his back leg! I was like oh my gosh! So Adrian jumps the fence, and I run inside to get a box. I dump out all the water bottles and take Adrian the box. We put Moses in the box and we all just stand around and look at the cat. He is just chomped on. I don't know how he is still alive. By this time there are about 5 different kids in our yard and we are all just looking at this kitten. We are all broke so going to the vet is not an option. I call my brother and he comes to pick up the kitten to put it out of its misery. We are all sad. Ashley, Adrian and I sit on the porch. Ashley is near tears and asks me if I want to cry. I say no and she doesn't want to cry either. I finally just want to go inside so I tell the kids by and tell Ashley DO NOT let your cat get near the dogs. An hour or so later I hear this screaming outside, so I open the door and look across the street and Ashley is standing in her driveway screaming "BELLLLAAAA!!!!" I yell, "Ashley, what is wrong?!" She tells me that Bella is gone, so I walk across the street and I am like what happened? She points to the tree and tells me that Bella is in the tree. So I walk back across the street, get a flashlight and we see Bella. Calmly sitting in the tree. (I think she liked it up there) Her brother Adrian comes out climbs the tree, then someone walking down the street comes up and asks us if we need help, and I say no cause I don't even KNOW this guy. Adrian drops me the cat, I give it to Ashley and leave saying, "Ashley, don't let the cat near the dogs!".....I have had enough of cats and neighbors...
Well that story us sad that yall had to put that cat down(poor cat) Man sounds like you are keeping busy with the neighbors!!