So, I’m the proud servant of Seamus and Bridget. Yesterday I acquired a third master, Molly. (No pics yet, the camera needs batteries)
Now, after I got Seamus but before I got Bridget, my boss rescued a little tux kitten from the engine of his car, so I took her in and named her Kiara. (Sorry, no pics of her either :() She was an awesome kitten, didn’t take shit from Seamus, and acted like she owned the place the moment I brought her home. She was so cute, and used to squeeze under my dresser and climb into the drawers to nap. At the time, I was planning on making her an indoor/outdoor cat like Seamus, so I made her wear a collar so she’d be used to it.
So, after only owning her for a matter of weeks, I came home from school to find that her collar had gotten caught in my dining room chair and she’d hung herself. It was horrible. The only pets that I had ever seen die at this point were a couple of rats and a hamster, all after a nice long life. I also felt responsible for her death, because I hadn’t bought a break-away collar, I had those stupid chairs, I wasn’t there when it happened or else I might have been able to save her (although I don’t think so, I’m pretty sure she broke her neck).
Now I’m completely paranoid that my other cats are going to die, and if I find them sleeping somewhere I’ll watch to make sure they’re breathing or poke them so they wake up and glare at me.
What should I do? It’s been about a year, and I still do this. It’s not taking over my life or anything, it’s not like I follow the cats around all day to make sure they’re all right, but if I go to feed them in the morning and one comes running but the other doesn’t, I have visions of finding a dead cat in my living room.