On November 14, 2002, a day that really sucked. I noticed that my 2nd cat started to go downhill in the spring of 2002, when he was throwing up almost every day and he lost a lot of weight. I found out that my cat had diabetes in September and treating a cat with diabetes can get to be very expensive and that really sucks. I gave him the safest amount of insulin that I could without giving him an overdose, but apparently, he didn't get enough insulin and he slipped into a diabetic coma.

       Now losing a pet is something that really sucks, but I guess there has to be a reason why shit like this happens. Did anyone ever tell you that life is a series of cats? When a cat dies, it is very important to get another cat, which brings up a major pet peeve that I happen to have for those who will never replace a pet once it dies. I have major issues with people like that and as far as I'm concerned, people who won't replace a pet once it dies can go fuck themselves. This is something that goes back to my childhood when I was 9 years old when my parents decided to put our dog to sleep. Actually, I hated that dog because she was a mean bitch who growled at me and bit me many times and I was actually looking forward to having her put to sleep because at last I was hoping that I would finally get a cat, but then my parents mentioned that we weren't going to be getting any more pets, which really caused me to get upset. This also lead me into getting into a mudball fight while I was at school with the bullies who picked on me and when I came home that day I was completely covered in mud. Instead of making me feel better, my mother decided to be a bitch and treat me like shit and she was throwing shoes against the wall while we were vacuuming. Another stupid thing my father once said when I was 15 years old while we were at 1 of our neighbors house is he said that a good way to replace a pet after it dies is to get a picture of a horse. That comment really pissed me off, so I mentioned that I would rather have a picture of a whore, instead. My father was extremely pissed off at me for saying something like that to embarrass him, but at least I got even. I told quite a few people about the time I embarrassed my parents by mentioning that I would rather have a picture of a whore instead of a picture of a horse and they told me that that is something that a 15 year would say. Hey, I would still say the same thing today! Now, you may be wondering that there may be a point in your life when you should not get any more pets once the 1 you have dies. It is quite simple. The right time for you not to get any more pets is when you croak and I really hope that when a cat lover croaks, he or she will be able to get more cats in their next life!

     We did eventually get another dog, but that dog was mean to me and growled at me too. I just never really had good luck with dogs and I also noticed that a lot of dogs smell like piss. It also used to drive me nuts when the dog would start barking, but that turned out to be a blessing in disguise on August 18, 1978 because the dog was barking at a cat, which turned out to be my 1st cat. I went out to see the cat and the cat wanted to be with me. My father tried to get rid of the cat by spraying it with the hose, but I kept going out to look for the cat and he kept coming back and my parents had to accept that a cat decided to come along and adopt us.

     I discovered a lot of joys of having a cat. I really enjoyed sleeping with the cat and I enjoy it when the cat sits next to me and purrs. I noticed sometime in July 1990 that the cat had a bump on his back, so I took him to the vet to find out that the cat had a tumor on his back, but I also found out that he had a thyroid tumor as well. I tried giving the cat medication, which only ended up making him real sick and he continued to go further and further downhill. On January 8, 1991 that cat died while I was at work, but I get a strong feeling that my parents decided to put him to sleep and they lied about it. My parents said we ain't getting anymore cats. That same old shit that really pisses me off, but I was going to get another cat anyway. I was living in Florida at the time and I couldn't stand it there, so I had to get another cat without getting my parents permission. I picked up my 2nd cat on January 21, 1991, but then I was worried about what my parents would do, so I brought him to my friend Joon's house and kept the cat there until the next day and I decided to bring the cat home at 3:00 in the morning while my parents were sleeping and I kept the cat in my room until I got up later that day when I announced to my parents that a cat decided to come to the house in the middle of the night. They did not believe me and they think that I went out and got that cat somewhere. Hey, if my parents can lie about putting my cat to sleep gives me the right to lie about how the cat came to the house!

     In 1994, I couldn't stand Florida anymore, so I decided to move to Minnesota and my mother didn't want me to take that cat with me. My mother thought that I would cause the cat to freeze to death because she thought that I wouldn't pay my electric bill. My parents also thought that I would be incapable of scooping the turds out of the cat's litter box. I don't know if this is a coincidence or what, but it was in 1994 when I 1st heard about scoopable cat litter. When a cat takes a piss with scoopable cat litter, the piss turns into a big ball of piss that you scoop right out of the litter box. That is so cool! The problem is it really stinks when the cat takes a shit, but the good news is with scoopable cat litter, the horrible smell disappears right away as soon as the cat buries the turds.

     I discovered that it was nicer being with a cat living on my own than it was when I was living with my parents. My father used to get real upset and he went fucking apeshit because I enjoyed kissing my cat. He doesn't think that it is normal for people to kiss cats. I was once kissing my cat on his stomach and my father told me that it looked like I was going to go down on the cat and give him a blowjob. He has a dirtier mind than I have! I never had any desire to give my pussy a blowjob.

     Some people might think that I am weird for this, but I really enjoyed smelling my cat's ears. I have never been able to meet another person who enjoys smelling a cat's ears, but I happen to find the smell of a cat's ear to be very enjoyable. It is the duty of every human to smell a cat's ear and I'll tell you why? Did you ever notice how a human's nose fits almost perfectly inside a cat's ear? That's because humans need to stick their nose into a cat's ear to help them get rid of all that excessive ear wax.

    The thing that I like about cats is they don't judge you if you're weird, but my father told me that the cat really does judge me negatively if my apartment is a mess or if I don't dress the way conformists think I should dress. That's not true. The good thing about cats is cats truly give unconditional love, which is something that humans don't do because most people are narrow-minded judgmental assholes. Also, a cat doesn't tell me what kind of music I can listen to and when I'm listening to something cool on what very few cool alternative radio stations there are, a cat won't change the station and put on something that sucks.

     The good news is I went out and got another cat on November 27, 2002, the day before Thanksgiving, so I am now on my 3rd cat. When my 1st cat died in 1991, I told everyone that that was the best pussy I ever had, but now that I am on my 3rd pussy, I can't decide which cat is the best pussy I ever had. It sucks when a cat dies because each cat has its unique personality, but life is a series of cats and it is important to get another cat with it's unique personallity.

My new cat has a red sore on 1 of his 8 tits and I am worried about it, but taking him to the vet is too fucking expensive.  I just hope that gets better.  It is more fun to hang around cats than people because most people are fucking assholes but if you are reading this and enjoy it, then you are 1 of the very few people in this world who happen to be cool, so let's go back to my 2002 vision of the world wage to read more good stuff!