I beat up my cats. They're not even my cats though, my family just suddenly adopted them while I was living away for college. They're brought up as feral

9 years

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I beat up my cats.

They’re not even my cats though, my family just suddenly adopted them while I was living away for college. They’re brought up as feral kittens that refused to be pet in any way, just meowing really loud everytime they came home for food.

But the worst part is my family adored them, ignoring the pet rabbit I had to leave in my home. I make my schedule even as a pre-med student to come home every weekend to make sure my rabbit is fine, he’s been with me for 9 years and showing obvious sign of aging. NONE OF MY FAMILY TOOK CARE OF HIM IN THE WEEKDAYS. Or maybe they did but not in the way of how a rabbit of that age should be treated, he’s growing weaker.

I TOOK IT ON THOSE F ING CATS THAT WORSEN MY RABBIT HEALTH. At the end of the semester I came home and everything is just stressing me out no one took my rabbit to a vet and boom! He has cataract!!!!!! Oneby one while giving those things food, I grab themby the nape, slapped them gently and slowing slapped them real hard, then dunk them into a pool of water. And then I threw them across the room. I make them watch me do it, so they know its coming for them next time I feed them. I want to drown those cats, make them feel how much stress from college, a negligent family, weight loss that just got stuck at 9 stones, AND SEEING MY AGING RABBIT SLOWLY DYING BECAUSE OF THEM.

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