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Things trully suck right now. In addition to having my only remaining cat ( out of six. All have either died or gone missing) put to sleep recently, I might have to get shots in my stomach which will certainly not be to fun, but I guess it will be better than dying from rabies. I blame cheerleaders. Me and my brother were taking the cat to the vet ( in the end we had to have him put to sleep.) and were only a few feet away from the door when the cat started to freak out because he glanced over at the cheerleaders, cheering, outside of a restaurant right next door to the vets office. And why the fuck those stupid cheerleaders were cheering there I have no fucking clue. Fucking cheerleaders. Any way, the cat was terrified of the cheerleaders and started to freak out. I tried to calm him down, as I thought I was the beastmaster, but I was wrong, and he was not having any of that so he bit all the way through my middle finger on my right hand ( him biting me is not the reason we had him put to sleep. I don't blame the cat at all ) and my palm on my left hand. Apparently cat bites get infected more than any other bite, so I had to go to the hospital. And I felt really stupid being in the emergency room at three in the morning for a "cat bite". But I was told if It did get infected ( which was inevitable without the proper treatment) that I would surely lose my finger or hand. I am more bummed out about my cat then my hand though. Fuck my hand. I miss my cat. He was the last one. I don't have any more cats now. I will have contempt for cheerleaders as long as I live. And vets also. Because they are so overpriced we couldn't afford to save our cat. Fuckers.