[Cenobia]

Thanks guys. Also, there's a feral cat that comes in our garage everyday, we named him Indie. We feed him and let him walk through our house. <3 And if anyone decides they want to kill him, I'll hunt them down. I'm not losing another cat. And I'm 100% confident about that. If only I was that confident when I had Milo, I guess it never occurred to me that someone in my neighborhood would shoot him. I guess that's what I get for not protecting my kitty :'C

[hound7]

Thanks guys. Also, there's a feral cat that comes in our garage everyday, we named him Indie. We feed him and let him walk through our house. <3 And if anyone decides they want to kill him, I'll hunt them down. I'm not losing another cat. And I'm 100% confident about that. If only I was that confident when I had Milo, I guess it never occurred to me that someone in my neighborhood would shoot him. I guess that's what I get for not protecting my kitty :'C

I now how you feel, I used to have a puppy, named James. He was a Portuguese Water dog, we loved him so much. One day my neighbors decided they didn't want to hear him howl any more, {He loved to howl, it wasn't very loud though...} so the shot him in the eye. He was blind in that eye from then on, yet still howled. We tried to stop him but he wouldn't....so about a week later we found him dead in our back yard. He had a large gash on his for head and ears....they had killed him over a little bit of howling.... Hopefully if you get another kitty they will be safe and happy <3

[Oliverstorm]

Thanks guys. Also, there's a feral cat that comes in our garage everyday, we named him Indie. We feed him and let him walk through our house. <3 And if anyone decides they want to kill him, I'll hunt them down. I'm not losing another cat. And I'm 100% confident about that. If only I was that confident when I had Milo, I guess it never occurred to me that someone in my neighborhood would shoot him. I guess that's what I get for not protecting my kitty :'C

I now how you feel, I used to have a puppy, named James. He was a Portuguese Water dog, we loved him so much. One day my neighbors decided they didn't want to hear him howl any more, {He loved to howl, it wasn't very loud though...} so the shot him in the eye. He was blind in that eye from then on, yet still howled. We tried to stop him but he wouldn't....so about a week later we found him dead in our back yard. He had a large gash on his for head and ears....they had killed him over a little bit of howling.... Hopefully if you get another kitty they will be safe and happy <3

You could probably report the police about something like that ;u;

[dolluva]

People are so... there are just so many words to describe our race. Milo would never harm anyone, much less there is any reason to actually shoot him... :c

I'm so sorry for your loss. ;.; It's a terrible thing to experience, especially if it's with someone you have known for so long.

This reminds me so much of my parakeet Safflower, who died two years ago. She was given on my tenth birthday, and I loved her so much because she was so tame. I had a lot of other birds, and despite her sweet personality, she fought with my other parakeet, Song. When I came back from school, she was dead. Song died a day later, too. ;_;

I've gotten so many close calls with my other birds, like Frosty, who almost drowned in oil & also was almost killed by two of my birds (she's separated from them now, she's sitting with me! ;u;); Ivy, who suffered a concussion and was parlyzed for a couple of weeks but survived; Sunny, who almost died when she had trouble laying her eggs becuase of a lack of calcium (she never ate any of those cuttlebones or toys I gave her!); and Safari, who was a clipped bird who actally escaped my house and almost becae roadkill.

Don't worry though, it will last for awhile. Don't think of the worst and think of the best. And good luck. <3

[Voldrune]

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Milo
We let him outside to go hunt and get some fresh air, and he was gone longer than usual...so we put a can of tuna outside our door to see if he would come to get it. We called his name repeatedly, but we did not hear him meow or see him trotting down the street, it was then we knew something had been terribly wrong. We went back inside, constantly checking the opened tuna can through the window. "Is he gonna be okay, momma?" I said every now and then, worried that I'd never see my best friend again. She would cradle me in her arms and I knew that I wasn't going to see him again, as soon as we all lost hope, someone had emitted a low pop that was barely audible against the sound of my family sobbing. I didn't know what was happening, did he come home? Were they sobbing tears of joy? I heard a scratchy meow coming from the back of my house, he was in my backyard. I looked through the back window and saw him lying on a tall stump near the window. He meowed at me again and then I saw something that made my heart sink, there was an open wound on his hindquarters and he looked at me through painful eyes. My family was confused...was the low pop...a gun? The next day we found that Milo couldn't walk, we had rushed him to the vet and they said that he was paralyzed and wouldn't be able to walk on his own again. I was heartbroken, I had gotten him as a kitten from my Aunt, I remember her handing him to me, I looked through his tiny little eyes and I knew he was the kitten for me, he was a bundle of joy, pouncing everywhere and pawing at everything he didn't quite understand yet, and I was looking through the same eyes then, but he was different, he was the sweetest cat ever, he would rub up on my legs, purr when I would scratch his back, but then I realized he couldn't walk or stand up on his own. He was my only friend...I would sleep with him at night, feed him, play with him...he was my sweetie. He always will be. About a year later he had become very skinny, he had an ear infection, and his back legs were swollen. My mom and I took him back to the vet and they said he had a 10% chance of surviving, my mom went to talk with the vet in a small white room. A few minutes after, she came to get me. She brought me in the room and Milo was on a white table, his eyes filled with pain...I knew he was crying for help, begging to be the kitten he was before. The vet stuck a needle in him and his eyes filled with tears, he looked at me for the last time and meowed, I knew he was gone. I knew I was alone. I knew...it was the last time I would see him. I held myself in my room for weeks, I refused to eat or drink. I would've rather died than experience loosing my only friend.

I'll never forget you, Milo. I'll never forget you...friend.

I've had animals poisoned and beaten by neighbors before, so I know how you feel. People disgust me. To shoot someone's pet is revolting. Milo obviously was no threat to anyone. If he/she had rabies, that would be another story. I'm sorry you had to go through this.

[Cenobia]

He had his shots when we got him as a kitten. The kid who shot him was just a jerk who patrolled the neighborhood, shooting animals that weren't inside their houses. I would have shot him in a second if someone gave me the chance.

[Voldrune]

He had his shots when we got him as a kitten. The kid who shot him was just a jerk who patrolled the neighborhood, shooting animals that weren't inside their houses. I would have shot him in a second if someone gave me the chance.

I can understand that you're very upset about this, but no one should deserve to be shot. No matter how stupid they may act or be. At the very least, though, he deserved a fine and an apology for his stupidity.
Its alright, though. I said the same about my neighbors when I was younger, and I meant it.

[Cenobia]

^ About 10 people's pets were shot A WEEK. I think he deserves MORE than a fine.

[skylark]

i am so sorry about your best friend.
i lost my cat too, when i was about six.
I loved her so much,
but when i heard she had cancer, i was so
upset, the thought of it made
me so upset knowing she may die.

Anyways, i hope
your other cat is fine!

[$ρє¢тяυм]

omg i feel your pain i had to put my dog down because he was shot and paralized and your story made me cry