So I don't think i've ever told anyone here on TCS but my 3 oldest furbabies - Monty, Heidy and Ozkar don't live me, they live with my grandfather, whom I used to live even after I finished school, so I could take care of him and watch him. Incoming selfish Aunts who only wanted me out because although they love him (hard to tell though) 2 of them are just waiting for my granpa to die so they can get the goods - I can't be there 24/7 now, so of course when he gets sick its MY fault. So I am kicked out and I live in a flat, which doesn't allow pets, although now I am breaking the rules with Sable, who does live with me.
Anywho.
The other day I was going over to my granpas to feed my furbabies and see them, and of course they know my car so they come running. Monty is the one who is the worse at this, he loves to sit in the middle of the road with no care, but only when I'm around. And yes, I let my cats outside, which is a risk but I can't bear to lock them up inside, and I mean no respect to those who choose to have indoor cats.
Anywho so i've just parked and Monty is sitting next to my door of the car. I was about to get out and I guess by instinct I check the side mirror, I see this car roaring up the road and Monty sitting in its way. I suddenly get this huge surge of fear and I just screamed out MONTY!!! I was so scared he was a goner. He saw the car or heard me, I don't know which and ran onto the pavement.
I felt awful afterwards, I still had that fear running through me and I was finding it hard to breathe. But he was ok and he got so many hugs and kisses after that, I was glad to still have him in my arms.
I feel very lucky. I couldn't help but to think of the what if's. I had already buried my dog from a road accident just 2 weeks before (he somehow slipped out). I didn't want to bury another furbaby.
Anywho.
The other day I was going over to my granpas to feed my furbabies and see them, and of course they know my car so they come running. Monty is the one who is the worse at this, he loves to sit in the middle of the road with no care, but only when I'm around. And yes, I let my cats outside, which is a risk but I can't bear to lock them up inside, and I mean no respect to those who choose to have indoor cats.
Anywho so i've just parked and Monty is sitting next to my door of the car. I was about to get out and I guess by instinct I check the side mirror, I see this car roaring up the road and Monty sitting in its way. I suddenly get this huge surge of fear and I just screamed out MONTY!!! I was so scared he was a goner. He saw the car or heard me, I don't know which and ran onto the pavement.
I felt awful afterwards, I still had that fear running through me and I was finding it hard to breathe. But he was ok and he got so many hugs and kisses after that, I was glad to still have him in my arms.
I feel very lucky. I couldn't help but to think of the what if's. I had already buried my dog from a road accident just 2 weeks before (he somehow slipped out). I didn't want to bury another furbaby.
