I am a certified trained storm spotter and storm chaser. I'm married to an amazing man. I love cats and daisies.
Also I have been on here before, back in the day, more like over a decade ago. But I am a different person now. Hopefully who I was in the past will not reflect upon who I am now. Everyone changes and everyone deserves a second chance.
Keep your perviness to yourself. I'm a "Friendship Only" kind of person.
My fur baby Rocky passed away early this morning. Besides having asthma he had been diagnosed with heart failure. Even with subcutaneous fluids administered daily in a variety of medications, there was no way of saving him. Since he was 4 years old, Rocky and his brother peanut has blessed my life dearly. Peanut is teary-eyed and walking around looking for his brother. I feel like someone ripped out a part of my soul and half of my heart has died alongside Rocky. I cannot stop crying, I doubt my heart ever will stop crying.
So much is going on. As you can see by the vet receipt I owe the vet $136.50, plus Rocky can only eat canned pate because trying to eat dry cat food exhausts him. His poor heart is a wicked mess. So I'm setting up a canned cat food fund. If anyone can donate to his pate fund, you can donate directly to my PayPal account: Neohiostormspotter@gmail.com, or even Ashtabula Walmart site-to-store. Rocky is bad off and because of being in heart failure, he is now on Lasix. I'm asking on hands and knees and in prayer for Rocky. God please help him.