I'm having a really horrible, horrible day. First of all, yesterday I watched the Animal Planet all day, which was having the ASPCA rescues in NYC all day. How depressing was that.
So as if crying my eyes out yesterday wasn't enough, today we FINALLY got to go pick up Julius. The lady called us in the morning, and said "I know we...but..." We specifically asked her NOT to crate Juli because they terrorized and badly hurt Spooky trying to catch her to get her in the crate. She wanted us to come pick him up that minute. I should write all this in that thread.
SUffice it to say it was horrible. I was crying than I've cried since I can remember. He wasn't hurt, thank god, but he was a mess, covered in his own urine and feces. We're going to press charges. Thank God they have strong animal cruelty laws here. Even neglect is a misdemeanor. The best we can hope for is for them to banned from owning animals for three years, but that with a hefty fine is better than nothing.
I'm NEVER adopting one of our cats without visiting the home again (Booger excluded).
Then I got an e-mail from BOoger's new mum saying a friend of hers can pick her up tomorrow. BUT BOOGER HASN'T BEEN HERE yesterday or today. I'm down to 2 hours and 45 minutes before the Vet closes. One day is not much notice for us to get the health certificate! We couldn't get it already because they're only good for 7 or 10 days, so it's not like we could just have one waiting.
Gary and I are stressed to the max. I've been crying for two days, I feel like a piece of sh*& for adopting out Julius and Spooky to these horrible people, and Booger's not here.