dude...you would be dead at my house, we have 8 cats. Actually, my ex now has 8 cats.
I'm allergic to cats. Spend a few days around them and I literally can't breath. I spent a week at my aunt's house where she has 4 cats. At the end of the week I was wheezing and scratching my eyes out. Cats are evil fuckers! Dogs FTW!
dude...you would be dead at my house, we have 8 cats. Actually, my ex now has 8 cats.
Your house the next day if I was forced to stay over:
Reminds me of when my sister tried to have a boyfriend years ago. If he was in the house for more than 20minutes he couldn't breath and would vomit.I'm allergic to cats. Spend a few days around them and I literally can't breath. I spent a week at my aunt's house where she has 4 cats. At the end of the week I was wheezing and scratching my eyes out. Cats are evil fuckers! Dogs FTW!
My mom is that notorious crazy cat lady. It got worse after parents divorced and dad moved out.
The worst it was was about a year after dad moved out, we had 17 cats, 7 ferrets, and 5 birds. Somehow all of this was my responsibility above all else. After a while I stopped caring about the ferrets and birds and just focused on the cats. Mom doesn't keep the pets up on shots and shit.
Now we are down to 10 cats because the rest died/got put down/ran away. All the ferrets died because they weren't properly taken care of. And the birds just died of natural causes, although I wish this last one would break his neck already.
The house is a minefield of piss, shit and vomit.
I lost my girlfriend of 8 years because of a disease she got from the cats, and mom hasn't improved her care taking methods of the cats since.
Mom doesn't clean the bird cage but once every 6 months so we get a shitload of moths flying around the house. I literally can't walk through the house without getting smacked in the face by moths. And from time to time I'll be making food and have to throw it out because moths flew into it and killed theyselves.
We get flea infestations from time to time, although we've ripped out alot of the carpet since then so its not so bad, but still gets bad.
The cats have dermatitis issues because of hypersensitivity to flea bites.
The shedding is attrocious, it is everywhere you could think of. Including floating around in the fridge. It's embarrasing going out around people and my clothes are covered in cat hair. I really wanna get a suit so I can go out looking more professional sometimes, but a suit covered in cat hair would be fucking disgusting. I try to shave/bathe the cats but that's pretty much proven futile, so I only shave/bathe the 2 cats that actually hang out with me.
Before I realized just how not cool it is to live here, let alone be a guest, I used to host at my place all the time. Now I'm just far too embarrassed to invite anyone over, and have missed out on alot of chances to make new friends and meet new people. I'm not quite sure how to invite someone to hang out, when I don't want to directly imply they invite me over. Alot of attempts have fallen apart because people don't always want to go out somewhere that would require spending money, when just hanging out would be the more efficient option.
So now I've just been focusing on finding a nice paying steady enough job so I can move out on my own. But that's even more difficult because I can't travel too far with my car being in the shitty condition its in.
/rant
So, does anybody know of any open jobs so I could move out, and salvage what remaining sanity, positive-optimism, and self-esteem I struggle to hold onto?
My mom is that notorious crazy cat lady. It got worse after parents divorced and dad moved out.
The worst it was was about a year after dad moved out, we had 17 cats, 7 ferrets, and 5 birds. Somehow all of this was my responsibility above all else. After a while I stopped caring about the ferrets and birds and just focused on the cats. Mom doesn't keep the pets up on shots and shit.
Now we are down to 10 cats because the rest died/got put down/ran away. All the ferrets died because they weren't properly taken care of. And the birds just died of natural causes, although I wish this last one would break his neck already.
The house is a minefield of piss, shit and vomit.
I lost my girlfriend of 8 years because of a disease she got from the cats, and mom hasn't improved her care taking methods of the cats since.
Mom doesn't clean the bird cage but once every 6 months so we get a shitload of moths flying around the house. I literally can't walk through the house without getting smacked in the face by moths. And from time to time I'll be making food and have to throw it out because moths flew into it and killed theyselves.
We get flea infestations from time to time, although we've ripped out alot of the carpet since then so its not so bad, but still gets bad.
The cats have dermatitis issues because of hypersensitivity to flea bites.
The shedding is attrocious, it is everywhere you could think of. Including floating around in the fridge. It's embarrasing going out around people and my clothes are covered in cat hair. I really wanna get a suit so I can go out looking more professional sometimes, but a suit covered in cat hair would be fucking disgusting. I try to shave/bathe the cats but that's pretty much proven futile, so I only shave/bathe the 2 cats that actually hang out with me.
Before I realized just how not cool it is to live here, let alone be a guest, I used to host at my place all the time. Now I'm just far too embarrassed to invite anyone over, and have missed out on alot of chances to make new friends and meet new people. I'm not quite sure how to invite someone to hang out, when I don't want to directly imply they invite me over. Alot of attempts have fallen apart because people don't always want to go out somewhere that would require spending money, when just hanging out would be the more efficient option.
So now I've just been focusing on finding a nice paying steady enough job so I can move out on my own. But that's even more difficult because I can't travel too far with my car being in the shitty condition its in.
/rant
So, does anybody know of any open jobs so I could move out, and salvage what remaining sanity, positive-optimism, and self-esteem I struggle to hold onto?
It almost seems like that would have been the better outcome at this point./thread?
And holy fuck your girlfriend died? I'd have bought a shotgun and started blasting cats at that point.
Our pug has really bad problems with hers. We had her in the car and were stopped, and she went to bark at some people walking by, ended up doing an "anal sneeze" all over my wife's shirt. Absolutely nasty. Now my ridgeback is starting to have problems with them.
It almost seems like that would have been the better outcome at this point.
My ex got cat scratch disease, or "cat scratch fever". It could have caused brain damage and life-threatening issues if it was not dealt with. She had to get surgery to diagnose the tissue, and be treated. Her parents wanted money from moms insurance, mom was scared to lose the cats, so figured it would be better if I lost my girlfriend. She freaked out and yelled at her, chased her out of the house. She didn't feel welcome, and didn't come over any more after that. Then she called her mom in attempt to get out of trouble by telling her mom all kinds of shit about me she didn't need to know, dealing with how I'm more mentally unstable than I appear to be, that was completely unrelated to the issue at hand. I was not allowed at her house after that. We continued to sneak around and meet as much as possible, but after that point, the relationship just fell apart, the more time went on. She hasn't spoke to me in 6 months...
I spent some time trying to deal with the issue. I can't bring up anything to mom about it otherwise it can escalate to punches being thrown, she has called the cops on me on numerous occasions. She has the attitude that since shes the mom, and I'm the son, she is always right, even when she is wrong. I've tried to point out better ways to take care of the cats, but she has the attitude of if she doesn't pay it any mind, then its not an issue.Wow that's borderline EPIC! Sorry to hear about that though that's a really tough situation. Sounds like your mom needs help. Is she at all open to the idea of getting counselling? She sounds very depressed and the cats and other pets are only making it worse for her because of her inability to look after them. Seriously you should look into getting her some counselling if it's as bad as you say.
That has been my main focus, only thing in the way of that has been lack of income. I'm really hoping this lead follows though on this $18/hr job, that would put me where I need to be, but I'm not going to get my hopes up.I'd tell you to move out of that house as soon as possible
I spent some time trying to deal with the issue. I can't bring up anything to mom about it otherwise it can escalate to punches being thrown, she has called the cops on me on numerous occasions. She has the attitude that since shes the mom, and I'm the son, she is always right, even when she is wrong. I've tried to point out better ways to take care of the cats, but she has the attitude of if she doesn't pay it any mind, then its not an issue.
I spent a week calling around for advice and every where I had called, told me to call another place. After 8 different places I was referred to call, I filed 2 reports with the city on the issue, and never got a response.
Our pug has really bad problems with hers. We had her in the car and were stopped, and she went to bark at some people walking by, ended up doing an "anal sneeze" all over my wife's shirt. Absolutely nasty. Now my ridgeback is starting to have problems with them.
I did start off there. Out of all the places I do remember, it was something like, local animal shelter, humane society, disease control, county, and city. I don't remember the particular order and all the specific places, but it was ridiculous.SaDiZTiKStyLeZ,
Make a call to your local humane society and tell them your mother is hording/neglecting animals. Once the animals are gone, find a good psychologist for your mom. After that, get the fuck out of there.
ok, this has to be shens. This just keeps getting more and more ridiculous.
"Oh, she's a friendly dog. Her anal sneezes are worse than her bite."Our pug has really bad problems with hers. We had her in the car and were stopped, and she went to bark at some people walking by, ended up doing an "anal sneeze" all over my wife's shirt. Absolutely nasty. Now my ridgeback is starting to have problems with them.