I hate my cat. She hates me, along with life in general. Since day one, she’s been a complete terror-- attacking my feet, hissing at me and my company, eliminating on the floor whenever she sees fit, and being completely unpersonable in general. It seems that her goal in life is to eternally scowl.
I’ve come to the point where I’m just sick of it. I’ve dealt with it for three years and I’m just done. She does not enrich my life; she is a chore. I want to get rid of her so I can make room for an animal that I can pet and play with and enjoy.
I’ve put up with her for this long out of sheer guilt at giving her to the pound, where she’ll surely be euthanized, but lately I find myself not even caring. It’s humane and in the long run, it’ll save her (and me, or some other unlucky owner) from years of an obviously miserable existence.
Obviously I’ll try to find a good home for her first, though I can’t imagine who would want her. And as disgusted as I am, I still don’t know for sure I’ll go through with it.
Tell me about your terrible, horrible, no good, very bad animal and what you did about it. Or, just tell me how you feel about this situation.