The roads were too icy on Valentine’s Day to drive into Philly and have dinner with my partner. Disappointed and mad, I decided to cut off someone’s balls. Someone had to pay! (Actually, I could care less about Valentines.)
Besides Crazy Squirrel, homeless cats also like to hang out on my back porch. (It's a veritable zoo out there.) A nice man a few doors down that volunteers with animals has adopted many cats, but a new male showed up to my porch a few weeks ago. He’s the biggest love-bug, and cries and cries for attention. He was breaking my heart. I can’t take another cat because my one cat is older and a bit of a loner. Plus, my partner is allergic to cats.
So, for Valentine's day I’m sponsoring his ball-whacking party, and then he’s off to Petco for adoption thanks to the help of Faithful Friends, a no-kill facility in my city. I know I’m preaching to the choir, but please don’t get a pet if you can’t take care of it. And, for god’s sake, get rid of their balls - they’re ugly. No one wants to see that shit.
If you like cats, go visit I Can Has Cheezburger? and laugh your balls off.
5 comments:
Ha! Good for you and good for the zoo you have over there :)
it takes a big heart to whack a cat's balls. & along those lines... i'm lovin' the banana bunker you scored. :o)
so sorry you weren't able to spend V-day with your love!
It took balls to do what you did--and a lot of heart, too. I hope others will follow your good example.
Thanks all for the praises. It was not difficult to decide to do the right thing for the cat. What was difficult was saying goodbye. I've spent the past few days crying and in a funk, because I gave this cat up for adoption. My heart goes out to any one who has had to give an animal or a child up for adoption.
If you are lurking on this site and live in the area, the sweetest cat in the world is up for adoption at Faithful Friends. He'll spoon with you as you wrap your arms around him, and you both fall asleep.
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