@Hobbie said in Real Life Struggles/Support/Vent:
Couple things today.
Firstly, to everyone I RPed with before getting on the ADHD meds (which is everyone I’ve ever RPed with), holy crap I am sorry you had to deal with someone so horrifically erratic and scatterbrained. I’m currently on the fifth and thank god final day of my psychiatrist-advised no-medication break so the meds don’t lose efficacy and it’s absolute torture for me, the wife, the kids, the wife, the dog, and especially me, and definitely the wife. I understand now why the psychologist who did my initial assessment said “if you weren’t a genius, you’d be completely crippled”. I thought he was joking!
Secondly, perhaps more pressing because the above nonsense ends tomorrow, the cat situation.
You know the one.
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This is the mother of next door’s litter of cats and has always loved my family. I found her sitting in the regional park across the road from my house. She’s always been very friendly and came hopping over the road when I made a single pspsps. We had lots of head and chin rubs, plenty of belly showing, and we even played with a twig in the grass. She’s a wonderful and affectionate little cat.
Once again:
Unsure if desexed/registered/microchipped. Gonna assume finally desexed because she’s not pregnant.
No collar (illegal in my local council).
Roaming in a national park (extremely fucking illegal in my local council).
This happened at 11:30PM.
11:30PM.
Unfortunately, limited by a keyboard as I am, I can’t unleash my frothing annoyance appropriately at what I’ve dealt with. It’s the middle of the night and this friendly little girl is at the mercy of snakes, spiders, kangaroos, emus, and especially snakes all alone. Next door’s lights were on so maybe they took her back inside later I don’t fucking know!
I cannot stress enough how many dangerous snakes we get here. It’s so bad that last time I played Pokemon GO it kept spawning Ekans and I’m like “this tracks”.
I’m starting to think this is no longer a question of legality. Seeing a roaming cat at 11:30PM with at least two laws broken, I definitely have moral grounds to catch her (and maybe her kids) and maybe I’ve got legal grounds as well. At what point is it animal neglect? I don’t know but emotion keeps winning out over logic and I’m going crazy every time I see this colony-in-the-making.
Look, as someone who has inadvertently become (one of) my neighborhood’s resident crazy cat ladies who just ends up bringing in whatever little flea-bitten, three-legged, one-eyed, mangy trash goblin who happens to rub up on my ankles…
I strongly advocate for calling whatever your country’s version of animal humane officers are because fuck your neighbors in their stupid fucking faces.