A few weeks later

:D At least my Lotus found a good home. That cat looks nearly exactly like a cat I had that was named Lotus. There was also a Otis, who basically had the white/black reversed and was a he and not a she. While I was spending the summer at my dad's, my mom claimed Otis ran away, but I have my suspicions; she really hates taking care of pets. It's not that she doesn't love them, it's that her work distracts her so much it can become an issue. I then proceeded to adopt a cat from a friend's friend (Liger, even though she keeps calling her Tiger; t'was her childhood nickname) for her as a birthday gift. Then my grandma proceeded to bring in Cleo whilst we all lived together. Cleo is now dead and gone, which I also have suspicions about, even though the doc sent me a card apologizing for what happened during the surgery. As unethical and fucked up as it sounds, I know my mom and I know she'd be capable of convincing a vet to write a fake card to cover asking him to euthanize the cat.