Hey everyone, my name is Ansel and my sister sent me this website hoping that it would help to get my thoughts together and talk to some friendly people.
This may be long so stay with me..
I got my male cat Possum from the feline veterinary I worked at 4 years ago. His litter was rescued and we were adopting them out. I eventually decided that I wanted a cat! I had never had a cat of my own before.. Out of the 6 in the litter, Possum was the most hyper, friendly kitten of the bunch. I knew that he was for me. As I still live with my parents, they told me that they wanted him to be mostly outdoors. I didn't see any problem with this, and he LOVED going outside. He would always bring back animals for us, and would always visit with our neighbors. We live in a culdesac, and on the fence next to our house is a road with a 25mph speed limit. I never really worried about him, as he would come back to our house throughout the day, and would sleep and eat indoors.
After a few cat fights with some cats around the neighborhood, I felt that it was time to keep Possum more indoors. My parents really didn't like the idea because he would cry relentlessly until we let him out. About a year ago I picked up a female rescued cat from the vet I worked at, her name is Dinah. I hoped that he would stay indoors more since we were keeping her indoors only. He would for the most part, but still loved going outside. Dinah is a real fragile cat that was rescued from a parking lot, and LOVED Possum. Anywhere he went, Dinah would follow. This past 6 months I had been living at my parents house again, and have had to take Possum to the vet 3 or 4 times for cat fights. He is such a nice cat, but would always get into fights which resulted in abscesses. After the second time, my parents declined helping me pay for his vet visits, which were around $200. I didn't care, even though I make little money, it was worth it to me that he was taken care of. I've tried and tried and tried to convince my parents not to give in to him crying at the door and let him in. It did very little. I warned them that one day it was going to result in him getting severely injured, but they would not stop letting him out. I even had to take him to the vet last week for a swollen paw, and kept him indoors for a few days.
This morning about 20 minutes after my first final, I got a call from an odd number and didn't pick up. They left a voicemail and I said they were from 24 hour pet watch (my cat was microchipped) and they were calling about Possum... I didn't immediately panic, I thought "hey maybe someone just found him" since people picked him up so often since he was so friendly. I called them back, and they had informed me that someone had called them because he got hit by a car..... My heart stopped. I asked if he was okay, to which they replied "I'm very sorry, but your cat has passed away.".......I didn't even know what to think. They gave me the number to the person who found him, and said the car that hit my cat didn't slow down, didn't stop, didn't do anything. I rushed home to take his body away from the road, and keep him safe until we bury him. I can't believe what happened, he was such a great cat... I felt like I did everything I could to keep him safe, but it still didn't work.. I'm not usually a very emotional person but I've been crying on and off all day, and it's awful. I feel so much worse for my cat Dinah, since Possum was everything to her. They were best friends, and I can't even imagine how she feels, waiting for Possum to come in the house by the window. It breaks my heart. I'm trying so hard not to be angry, I know that it won't help the situation, but I can't help but feel that if my parents just listened to me this wouldn't have happened. Or if the person had half a heart or any conscious they would have slowed down and he would've been okay. It's so difficult to deal with, and I don't know how.
Sorry for the long post, but thank you for reading.
This may be long so stay with me..
I got my male cat Possum from the feline veterinary I worked at 4 years ago. His litter was rescued and we were adopting them out. I eventually decided that I wanted a cat! I had never had a cat of my own before.. Out of the 6 in the litter, Possum was the most hyper, friendly kitten of the bunch. I knew that he was for me. As I still live with my parents, they told me that they wanted him to be mostly outdoors. I didn't see any problem with this, and he LOVED going outside. He would always bring back animals for us, and would always visit with our neighbors. We live in a culdesac, and on the fence next to our house is a road with a 25mph speed limit. I never really worried about him, as he would come back to our house throughout the day, and would sleep and eat indoors.
After a few cat fights with some cats around the neighborhood, I felt that it was time to keep Possum more indoors. My parents really didn't like the idea because he would cry relentlessly until we let him out. About a year ago I picked up a female rescued cat from the vet I worked at, her name is Dinah. I hoped that he would stay indoors more since we were keeping her indoors only. He would for the most part, but still loved going outside. Dinah is a real fragile cat that was rescued from a parking lot, and LOVED Possum. Anywhere he went, Dinah would follow. This past 6 months I had been living at my parents house again, and have had to take Possum to the vet 3 or 4 times for cat fights. He is such a nice cat, but would always get into fights which resulted in abscesses. After the second time, my parents declined helping me pay for his vet visits, which were around $200. I didn't care, even though I make little money, it was worth it to me that he was taken care of. I've tried and tried and tried to convince my parents not to give in to him crying at the door and let him in. It did very little. I warned them that one day it was going to result in him getting severely injured, but they would not stop letting him out. I even had to take him to the vet last week for a swollen paw, and kept him indoors for a few days.
This morning about 20 minutes after my first final, I got a call from an odd number and didn't pick up. They left a voicemail and I said they were from 24 hour pet watch (my cat was microchipped) and they were calling about Possum... I didn't immediately panic, I thought "hey maybe someone just found him" since people picked him up so often since he was so friendly. I called them back, and they had informed me that someone had called them because he got hit by a car..... My heart stopped. I asked if he was okay, to which they replied "I'm very sorry, but your cat has passed away.".......I didn't even know what to think. They gave me the number to the person who found him, and said the car that hit my cat didn't slow down, didn't stop, didn't do anything. I rushed home to take his body away from the road, and keep him safe until we bury him. I can't believe what happened, he was such a great cat... I felt like I did everything I could to keep him safe, but it still didn't work.. I'm not usually a very emotional person but I've been crying on and off all day, and it's awful. I feel so much worse for my cat Dinah, since Possum was everything to her. They were best friends, and I can't even imagine how she feels, waiting for Possum to come in the house by the window. It breaks my heart. I'm trying so hard not to be angry, I know that it won't help the situation, but I can't help but feel that if my parents just listened to me this wouldn't have happened. Or if the person had half a heart or any conscious they would have slowed down and he would've been okay. It's so difficult to deal with, and I don't know how.
Sorry for the long post, but thank you for reading.
