The intention ever since Heather and I split up was that she was going to get our cat Mallory once she got settled into her own place. Well on Sunday Heather came and got Mallory…
Although I knew it was coming, I was absolutely devastated. Honestly, I had never felt so lonely in my entire life.
However, since Mallory isn’t what you would call a “pleasant cat”, she didn’t take to well to the new place and the new people who were around her. So Heather called the vet to see if she could bring her in. The vet told her that since Mallory was displaying fearful aggression, the best option would be to return her to me if possible because unless you ease a cat like her into that kind of situation she probably wasn’t going to stop acting the way she was.
So yesterday Heather brought Mallory back. While I was happy to have my cat living with me again, I know how terrible Heather feels.
It’s been pretty rough on both of us; but Mallory seems to be doing well.
