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Saturday Salt in the Wounds - Giving Up a Pet - The February Fox
I came across something today that hurt my heart. First, let me give you some background. It’s a long one folks, so grab some snacks. I was a teller in a Toledo, OH bank 7 years ago when a customer came through the drive-thru in tears: a litter of cats had shown up in her apartment complex’s parking lot and one by one the kittens were being picked off by raccoons. She begged the staff to help her home them and that night I went and picked up a little blue-eyed baby to call my own. Tucker was the second cat that was all my own. He was named after his habit for falling asleep without notice, dropping his head back with an open mouth. I felt only love when I looked at him. My first baby, Peter, hissed for a day or two and then started pulling him under his wing. They were close. Around 6 months later, Tucker started acting crazy. His eyes would shift rapidly, he was terrified of his own shadow, and he started deconstructing my apartment and belongings little by little, having accidents all over the house. I fought with landlords, had to replaces thousands …