I had to surrender Cooper this Monday. He had started making messes outside of the litter box a few months ago, and it was getting worse and worse and Sunday night was the last straw for my husband. Apparently, Cooper decided our bed was a good place to pee, and completley ruined it. We didn't find it until almost Midnight, so you can guess how well that went. We'd been discussing how unhappy Cooper was. Apparently, we should have never been able to adopt him since we had two kids under five. (They should be five or older because they don't understand or some thing like that.) I had to take Cooper to the Humane Society we adopted him from. I'm so sad. I can't function, I've cried myself to sleep the last two nights. It's like, I know Cooper was kind of a jerk and he wouldn't let me cuddle him and liked being on his own, but I've gotten so used to him, it's like I'm missing something. I keep waiting for him to attack my feet from under the bed, or when I go out back, to stand by the sliding door and wait for me. I'm so depressed, it's not even funny. A part of me wants to go back and get him, but I know because he's gone outside of the box so many times, he'll just start again. And the kids tormented him and pulled his tail, I know he has a chance to find a home where he'll be happy and treated better.
I've been trying to keep myself busy so I don't think of him, or I'll just become a sloppy mess. I've cleaned my house from top to bottom, and thought I'd try to get some alien-ish TS3 ladies and gents knocked out. Unfortunately, I had most of my guys done, but I had a brain fart or something and completely closed out of the game before I even saved them. So frustrating! But, I’ll go back and get those made again and will be posting about three of four more. Maybe this weekend, maybe tomorrow; I guess it depends on how busy it is over here. If there are any problems with installing them, please let me know.( Collapse )