i know that i’ll probably get hate for this, and honestly, i feel like i deserve it.
my cat gave birth on thursday afternoon. she was trying to wake me up when she was about to go into labor, and when i woke up, i put her in a box. a few minutes later, she gave birth to one kitten that was already dead. after that, i genuinely thought that was the only kitten she had.
later that night, at around 11 pm, i was doing a school project when she suddenly walked in front of me while bleeding. i thought it was just because she had given birth earlier, but i woke my dad up and told him that my cat was bleeding and that there was something hanging from her birth hole. he said that it would probably go away, but at that point, i was already really worried and panicking. i genuinely didn’t know what to do.
then morning came, and she was lying on a chair looking really weak. when i checked her, that thing that was hanging from her was still there. i looked it up and saw that it could be an emergency and that she needed urgent care. i told my mom, but she said that we didn’t have the money for it.
that afternoon, my sibling came home, and i told them that i needed help pulling out what i thought was a kitten. but when they checked, they told me, “that’s not a kitten, i think that’s her uterus.”
we called our mom again and asked, “what are we going to do? we don’t have the money?” after that, my sibling cleaned my cat and put her in a comfortable cage.
i know that having a pet is a responsibility, you also have to be able to take care of their health and medical needs. i understand that, and i’m not trying to make excuses for what happened. this situation was just something i never expected. she had given birth before, so i never imagined that this time something like this could happen.
since thursday, i haven’t stopped crying. i’m genuinely devastated because i feel like i can’t do anything. i’m still underage, and i don’t have any money of my own right now. i feel so helpless. all i can do is watch her slowly getting weaker in front of me, and it’s breaking my heart.
i am the worst fur parent ever. i feel so guilty because she trusted me, and now i’m failing her.
i love her so much. i know she’s not ready to go, and i genuinely don’t know what to do anymore. i feel so helpless, and i wish i could do something to take her pain away