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Post by ossiekins on Jun 9, 2012 9:19:14 GMT -5
most of the titles I thought of for this just didn't seem to fit or sounding like I want attention, so I just chose that lol
I don't want attention or anything, but this is just driving me crazy.
I can't stop thinking about the stupid kitten I fostered named Snookie and I don't know why and it bothers me that I'm just so obsessed about it when I shouldn't be.
I had the little skeleton for 4 days or so and she died August 15 2011. it's almost been a year now. Snookie was not mine, she was a foster cat. I should not be this attached, but for some reason I am and it's stupid.
the end. I feel better now. hopefully I can sleep now that I've got that off my chest.
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Post by Scarecrow on Jun 9, 2012 12:50:50 GMT -5
Honesty that's the reason why I can't foster any animals. I grow attach to them especially if I have them at my place for a little bit of time. In my opinion I wouldn't feel stupid about it. Sometimes it's their personality or just their quirks that make you fall in love with them. When my dog died I had her since her day of birth and I was happy to have her for her short life. And now when I got my other puppy, well in that long car ride home I knew I loved him and I had only him for a few hours, he was just that wierd already. I love animals and sadly I fall in love with them to quickly.
So in a way I feel for you and I do hope you get some rest as much I love animals Iove sleep too.
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Post by Ezra on Jun 9, 2012 16:14:55 GMT -5
Aw, I'm sorry to hear about that. I had a queen for about six years before she passed back in '07. I still think about her, and all the other animals I've lost. Just know that you made them happy while they were with you. And it's not stupid to love an animal that much.
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Post by ossiekins on Jun 9, 2012 23:47:18 GMT -5
thanks guys c: that makes me feel better. that does make a lot of sense, but I dunno. I'm not that bothered by my first foster kitten Kessa. I had her even less and I felt her dying as she laid in my arms. I think the other part of it, with Snookie, is that I really thought that she would recover just like Cranberry did, since they were similar size wise anyway and Cranberry even got a home and everything and is still alive. I really did love Cranberry though...I wish I could have adopted her myself and Snookie was similar in personality to her also, but they were also very different.
Maybe I should just never foster again xD but I dunno. I love them so much. I blame my mom for only wanting to take the ones that have a slim chance of living, it's difficult to watch them pass away...we also fostered mothers and their litters. I got to have one in my room. I loved them all to bits, they were so cute c: anyway I'm sorry for each of your losses too and thanks for making feel better about the whole thing c:
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