Friday, October 14, 2005
OMG! I KILLED THE CAT!
Tim and I got into a HUGE fight about hunting. He is determined that I am going to go out into the woods and kill something. Well, NOT! He has been yelling at me and trying to force me into doing it. He knows very well that killing something is not in my nature. We were into it pretty bad yesterday and finally I stood up, went to my dad's house and got his 410 out of the guncase. Loaded it and pulled up and pulled the trigger. In the corner was my mother's cat and I pulled right up and shot the damned thing. OMG I KILLED OLIVER!
Tim came over and picked up the cat, which was still twitching because it hadn't completely died yet. He put it in a towel and looked at me and said "Well, it's a little on the small side but the meat will be nice and tender". He wrapped up the cat a went outside. I dropped the gun AND MYSELF to the floor and started screaming over what I had just done. My body was trembling and I don't think I could have cried any harder.
~~ I awoke in a cold sweat and my whole body was shaking. Obviously this was just a dream...OR WAS IT?
~~So, people I ask you this...DO YOU THINK I'M STRESSED OR WHAT?~~
