>>34687849I killed a cat in college when my girlfriend left me. I literally bought it when the relationship was dying. I had it max for 2 weeks. She left me 1 week in. In that time frame when no one was looking, (I had a couple as roomates) I force fed it jack. Easy because they don't move when u grab them by the scruff of the neck. And I threw it around my room. Always landed on its feet. Fucking crazy. I was careful to clean it after because alchy smell is unmistakable. I would fill up the tub with water scaldingly hot or freezing cold depending on my mpod and would hold it underwater. Have you ever seen an animal give up? I smacked it so fucking hard in the stomach one time it projectile shit on my shorts and leg. I got really fucking mad because I'm peculiar about that shit. So I put it in a tiny little box I had in my room and stacked heavy books on it for an entire day with no food or water. Finally one day on the drive home (I felt guilty the entire time I was torturing this poor creature, but it felt so fucking good) I knew I had to do something to put an end to it. On the drive to home, home from campus, I lived about an hour and a half away, I put it in a bag (ironically a bag I bought for her that functioned as a safe place/toy, fuzzy and lined on the inside with and material that would crinkle and was irrisistable), and I beat it for 45 minutes straight in the passanger seat while driving and threw it out the window exactly in between csmpus and home in the middle of the desert. I didn't even give it a chance to live the bag had a malleable wire around the opening that I just closed.
All the while I have cared for dogs as family my whole life and live a healthy lifestyle. I don't know why cats just fucking get to me. They never did anything to me. I don't hurt people and blablabla.
I would totally fucking poke this cat as hard as I could with a broomstick while it hid behind furniture
