Hey everyone, sorry but I'm going to have to vent for a second
One of Tehya's kittens has a pink eye (not open yet) and I've already posted and asked about it, and everyone thinks the same as I do... take him to the vet. So, as soon as my father gets home from work, I tell him (though I already called him about two hours ago) that we needed to take the kitten to the vet. I know I'm only 14 and everything, but still my dad who apparently posesses infinite wisdom says we can wait until tomorrow, and we'll see if we need to take him to the vet. Ok, I know I am only 14 years old, but I know more about cats then absolutely anyone in my family, and I know that something needs to be done... my knowledge of kittens only goes so far, I need an expert on this. My dad always treats me like I'm just an annoying kid that can't be taken seriously. He knows that I know a lot about cats, but he refuses to listen to me about anything concerning vet care or something that might cost him money. He doesn't understand and doesn't even respect or care about anything I have to say, and never pauses to think that maybe for a second I might be right about something. With all of his knowledge he still cannot see (or doesn't care?) that somthing needs to be done. And even more then just this incident... we have 8 cats now, and I am the sole caretaker of every single one. I change litterboxes, I feed them and give them water every day, I comb and groom and clean and check to make sure that everyhting is okay with them... I sleep in a sleeping bag on the floor in the same room as Tehya and the babies, to make sure they're alright... on top of everything, I am three grades ahead in several of my classes including math which is the hardest subject for me, and I have pages of assignments every night. So on top of homework and trying to maintain a somewhat normal social life, he dumps every responsibilty of pet care on me. He and my sister (my mom doesn't live with us anymore, unfortunately) always yell at me to clean up something the cats did, to fix something they broke, and the blame is always on me since obviously the cats messing up something or tipping something over or any mess related to the cats is my fault. I feel like I'm on my feet from dawn until dusk trying to do everything I need to do, and yet there is still more piling up on me!!! I know I should be able to handle it, I can understand the fact I'm growing up and I need to take on responsibility. But sometimes it just gets to the point where there is far too much to handle.
Sorry this is so long, thanks for listening everyone
Laurel
Laurel