You know some days I just don't want to get out of bed in the morning. Like today for example. Today I just got the worst new of my life, 2 of my kitties Tomas and Misha went missing earlier this week and until an hour ago I was blissfully clinging to the hope that someone would find them and bring them home. Well it's not going to happen.

I got a call from the local animal shelter telling me they had found my babies, but that they were dead. Thomas had apparently been beaten to death and Misha was so bad off they put him to sleep to stop his suffering.

You know this really makes me wonder about the quality of people these days if they're so not right in the head that it seems like a good idea to beat to death what is obviously someones pet. I mean both wore collars with tags, both were well fed and friendly, so its not like they came across as feral or anything. Gah, i'm so pissed off and depressed i can't even type anymore!