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I get ptsd very easily and this is one of the worst ones. My cat was attacked
by a foster my mother brought home. I was screaming, punching, and kicking,
and trying to pull my cat out of its jaws. I can't get the image out of my
head. My cat ran out the cat door and ran off. There was only a small trail
leading out of the yard and in top of a fence they use as a sort of a highway
through the neighborhood. If she hasn't died already she's going to if I
can't find her. She has one and only one brother as the other siblings died.
She takes care of her brother and no he is looking around the house and
roudning the yard looking for her. I hate this wierd feeling. Its half way
between relaxed and half way panicked, sick, and tiring.
KindlingFlam
01/19/16
03:08 PM EST
I found her! I called and heard faint meowing and knew I had to go talk to
some neighbors, the ones I meant were all over nice and I finnsly went into
one yard and suddenly I heard her under the shed. Soon enough, the owner of
the house managed to get her out as she was stuck. She looks okay, just
fleshwounded, warning her up now and she ate a bit of chicken. We're not sure
if were in the clear yet and were taking to her get ASAP.
KindlingFlam wrote:
I get ptsd very easily and this is one of the worst ones. My cat was attacked
by a foster my mother brought home. I was screaming, punching, and kicking,
and trying to pull my cat out of its jaws. I can't get the image out of my
head. My cat ran out the cat door and ran off. There was only a small trail
leading out of the yard and in top of a fence they use as a sort of a highway
through the neighborhood. If she hasn't died already she's going to if I
can't find her. She has one and only one brother as the other siblings died.
She takes care of her brother and no he is looking around the house and
roudning the yard looking for her. I hate this wierd feeling. Its half way
between relaxed and half way panicked, sick, and tiring.
