When I came home after a long Sunday out, I asked my mom about my pet’s vet visit and every time I spoke, my sister sighed. My other cat has cancer and my mom said that every time me and my sister are home we have to take care of her and that I just can’t be going out. But I told her that the only times I went out during the week were to work or to get driving lessons. My sister sighed again.

When I went to see my kitty with cancer I saw that her post-surgery cone was put on with the clip half way in the loop so soon to fall off, and with the clip out the outside instead of the inside so part of the cone angled out, getting caught on objects, and that the string that tied it was untied. I asked my mom who tied it in an angry voice and my sister said to my mom that she will never help with my sick cat again. Continue reading →