I started thinking about our cats back in the states and wondering if they are okay. I started to worry. I know they are in homes rather than the Humane Society but still it would be nice to know how they are doing. I lost all contacts with the new owners because I deleted all their emails an also all the past emails. I didn't want to come off as being a pest or stalker or whichever.
So I started looking at all the kitty pictures which I had taken of the three of them over the years that we had them since they were kittens. I guess the neighbor's cat made me feel a little comfort to know that she comes around every day.
But I still felt that emptiness. A loss. I thought, what have I done? But I tried to gather up money to bring them with us but nobody offered to contribute only one person. Very sad situation when you know that you are about to loose your pets.
I started watching some kitty videos and some really were cute videos and made me laugh, but there were some that I had watched that were devastated and I really started getting emotional and started to cry. Especially the one that is along with this post of the cat family.
Now the past couple of days when I think about the cats we had given away I think about those kittens who didn't have a chance to live. I cried and cried. They should had some more time.
Last night I was in bed. I started talking to Craig about the cats when all of a sudden I bursted out crying terribly and I couldn't stop crying loudly. I lost it.
Earlier today I told Craig that my depression is falling down hill. I need to get my medications again and start taking them without forgetting on a regular basis.