Its okay: I am about to turn 16. My dad doesn't give a crap about the cat. He is really mean towards animals. He told me that when he was in Afghanistan, he used a granade (i don't know if its spelled right), to blow up some dogs that came near his humvee looking for some food. I cried later that night in my room. I realized that that was when I started seeing the real him. The army has changed him, and not in a good way either.

I'm trying to keep everything low key about kitty's doings. She is mostly out of the house anyway now, she is a wild cat. I would like to tell you all something. Since I started posting about my cat, I have had so much support and ideas, and they've made me decide that my loved cat is not going anywhere near a death-shot. I don't care what I have to do, but I'm not gonna let that happen.

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