So yesterday morn we took Budah to get "fixed" (as if she was broken or something) and get her rabies vaccine. It was heart-breaking leaving her there she was like holding my hand through the carrier door until they took my baby to the back....

The last look she gave me was the one when she gets into trouble and was like "plz, no, daddy... i wont do it again" and a tear rose up but took enough gabaergics that would equal ~a gallon of vodka (that is why I like 'em... I'd have to drink enough to kill myself to get where I need to be in my head sometimes) and I went on about my business (though sadly anyway).
My day did not suck as I picked her up this morning ~7:30 and we all had a great reunion when we got her home... happiness all around, I tell ya. Although it has been raining for a coupla weeks now and all seems glum, this certainly helped boost my day - like a ray of sunlight, it was. It was hard as FU** to go in to work this morning as I have been basically taking a couple weeks break to rest and drink ~a gallon of vodka a day in gabaergics.
She is so relieved to be home, too. She has been all over and under SO all day while I was at work (this is totally unlike her as she is kinda a loner and would rather swat at you as you walk by and bring blood). She isn't mean like that but she is playing and has extra-sharp claws and teeth for some reason (and I have felt quite a few cats claw and tooth in the last few years dealing with ferals).
I ask myself "who am i to play god" but it beats having a million kittens runnin' around the house and guess what... she had three kittens inside her and they abort the pregnancy when they spay (
this news didn't make me happy as now I feel like a murderer). She is only like 7 months old....
Still this is a
BOSS fu**in day and nothing can ruin that. Not even
not eating my gaba stuff today.

It's time for a break before I get too far out in
those waters....
Peace