/dep/ - Depression

An orange cat. He was homeless and we took him in. Looked horrible at the beginning but after we had him for a while you can't notice all his scars on his head except for a chipped ear. He seems grateful and spends a lot of time at home despite being an outdoor one.

>>302004
He does sound grateful. I'm glad you found each other, it happens like that sometimes.

Don't cock-a-doodle kill yourself. It's not what he would have wanted.

Yes, I have old parakeets I will miss terribly when they pass. Also put down the old family dog that was having organ failure - keeps me up most nights… wake up drenched in sweat and can't sleep.
Hang in there anon, remember the good times with your bud, it's what he would have wanted.

>>302003
We've always had cats growing up but at some point we stopped getting new ones because of my step father's allergies. The last cat we had lived in the basement with me for probably 5-6 years or so. He would go outside of course but since he couldn't be in my parents living space due to the allergies he'd live with me otherwise. I remember how he'd wander up to the door when I got home, rubbing against my legs and purring. Greeting me every morning and being happy about getting his food. Sitting on my lap when I was at my desk. The first week or two were brutal and I often thought I heard him walking outside my room or meowing at night. I was surprised how quickly it got better though and I even started beating myself up over not being devastated by his passing longer.
We have dogs now but they are far more attached to my parents than they are me. I love them too but it just ain't the same as my cat friend.

I don't have any animal at home but I love animals I love watching videos of wild animals invading cities

>>302003
That sucks. Rip rooster! Sad to hear about your mom being sick too. That sure is a lot at once.. I have a cat i adopted 7 years ago. She is very nice and i love her and she was sick last summer and I just cried and cried and just drank vodka for a week until she came home from the animal hospital. When she dies I don't know what to do.

Godspeed brother. Hope your mom gets better.

I sometimes buy bread and feed it to the wild geese in my neighbourhood. I like cats but im a neet in a tiny apartment it would just be miserable here. animals are a good tactic to keep your sanity if you go years without any meaningful social interaction

>>302047
Good on you for putting the animal's welfare above your own needs. Too many people just get pets and treat them like furniture or a fashion accessory to be interacted with and stored away at their convenience.

OP here an dI realized I have been drinking almost every day (to try to) numb grief, it doesn't really work of course but I find myself still doing it every day anyway. i do feel this this is the end of my life. Maybe it is, however many years it takes. I still don't ever want to turn my back on my mother who is battling cancer, but my rooster Handsome was my emotional core. I just don't know what to do about this. No one will ever love me as purely as he did and I will never love anyone as purely.

>>302127
That's what his name was, Handsome. He was a Handsome, beautiful, sweet bird

OP here and I realized I have been drinking almost every day to (try to) numb grief, it doesnt really work of course but I find myself still about to do it again anyway, and justifying it to myself by saying my paycheck is next week. I don't see how I'm ever going to "get over" him, and I loved him so much that I dont want to and would feel guilty if I did

>>302132
>>302127
Jesus Christ I got drunker than I thought and posted twice

Cocks are loud af.

I had two cats.
First one died March 2020 before COVID craze. She was blind for over a year, developed dental problems and went catatonic. We put her down. She was 20 years old. I still remember her lifeless blue eyes.
The second one went blind, had some kind of dementia and her legs could barely hold her. We put her down in 2023. She was 23. Sometimes I still see her in the corner of my eye.
I'll never get a pet again and no substance will heal this loss.
I just go out and feed stray cats and birds.

>>302135
yeah, kinda screaming COCACOOOOOOOLAAAAAAAAA in the morning like some kind of biopunk ad machines

>>302047
how can you have an apartment being a neet??

Thinking of adopting a dog, I always liked dogs but haven't lived with one for a few years now. Unfortunately I think I've fucked up my life and I'm going to lose where I'm living right now so will have to wait until I get on my feet again or something.

>>302165
Look.

1. A "project", social housing apartment
2. an inherited apartment
3. a semi-inherited apartment where "your" room is meant.
4. a clang-clang trailer in a trailer park, if you boast a little.
5. you can be on the Internet even living off the grid… and proudly refer to your trailer as an "apartment" for not being a shabby hut.
6. be lucky enough to be a computer genius of the 90's…

>>302136
>>302016
Had a black female cat myself. We got her when I was 10 and she died when I was 24. She was the most loving cat I ever met, literally never bit me or hissed at me her entire life.

One time at 11 years old I went on a week long school trip and she slept on my shirt on my bed the whole time, since it smelt like me. Went crazy with happiness when I got back. She'd follow me around everywhere.

When she died it was like I lost a part of myself. I realised that if I got another pet it would never be the same; since it wouldn't have been with me as a child/seen me grow up. It would be different somehow. It's always weird when they die and it suddenly hits you that you'll never ever see them again, the finality of it all.

There's something about animals and the fact that they can't talk/have opinions that makes the relationship more pure. Maybe inventing language was a mistake.

>>302003
Why would I get a pet? It's no better than marriage. Imagine making more chains for yourself to emotionally rape yourself. All relationships end in disappointment and heartbreak.

>>302127
>>302132
Black cochins are incredibly placid birds. I had one myself (bantam version) but he passed away during a severe cold spell in winter, at the age of 5. I can't say I grew as attached to him as I did to my cat but felt sad, considering he used my forearm to perch and crowed from there.

Considering you've had him for 10 years, he was already past his life expectancy. They usually live for 7. He lived well, RIP.

I think I never formed such a bond with any specific bird because I had multiple, usually 15-20 in my flock: 2-3 roosters and the other were hens. But when my housecat died it was hard to sleep without him in my room, on top of knowing that the following day I'm going to school to get picked on by normaltards.

>>302003
Sorry to hear about your friend. I've lost a few cats over the years and was pretty upset about them.

R.I.P. Tina. Been living with a cat for about 3 years after my mother adopted her after her owner with disability had relocated in haste due to her relatives forcing her to another region of the country after some events. Last week the cat stopped eating, became inert. Veterinary said she had a tumour in her ear, he cleansed her ear and gave some meds. My parents cleansed her ears at home too.

After the second visit, she became dizzy, with weak legs, started going in rounds, completely inept with hopeless look. She also had bad kidneys. No analysis was done on the nature of the tumour.

Yesterday, she started going in rounds, petting her would calm only for some time, although at least twice, it was effective for a long time. I was watching TV with drawing some stuff from my tablet images as she was sleeping. Later, she started her attempts to duck her head under the coach where the crevice is. Once only her legs were in the air so I pulled her in. Next time she dived there almost completely so I had to open the couch and slightly fell while making a turn on her back.

Didn't eat, only a few slight bites after being forced (not brutally) by mother. Parents also used a syringe with nutrients on her. Earlier in this 7 days or so, she didn't eat her food, so I gave her raw liver and she ate almost all of it.

At night, she started going in rounds again under my parents' bed. Afraid of crashing into bed pillars, parents took her onto their bed, petted her and calmed her down.

Today, at about 6:30 am as I had almost 1 minute 30 seconds or so left to finish WWE RAW, my mother as ked if I was sleeping and told about their euthanasia plan. The cat's owner said on the phone that while talking to one succubus, she had a vision of a cat jumping on her bed. She was also thinking of euthanasia yesterday.

As I remember the cat didn't drink yesterday too. At least under my watch. Today, she had a vomit. I heard one of the scariest painful cries in my life. The cat was lying on the floor, she pissed under herself. As my father noticed, it was the second time things like that had happened in that room. His old mother pissed and then died under there. Although the cat didn't die. She had troubles with toilet too. Needless, to say cat's size became smaller and she couldn't jump like before.

The owner was called upon my request after these events. My parents took the cat to the vet and he put her out of her misery. My father dug a grave under our apartment building. Mother's friend had a land there, given to her by our neighbor who frequently opens her doors so the cat had often sneaked inside and had a nap there.

Her eyes wasn't closed. After being put into the ground on a white towel with pink thick lines, we petted her and dropped three portions of soil inside. R.I.P.

Parents went to their work at about 11:30 pm. During this 7 days, there were times she was sleeping in my room. Usually, she did it in the autumn. These last days she also had high pressure. When she was taken to this flat, she was also going in circles. But this time, it was way worse and not temporary.

After February 2022 till now, I had gone outside like only twice-thrice to help her with her spazieren time. Now in August 2025, I went outside for the first time to bury her. The neighbor directly from above (who has chronic pain and high sensitivity to noise) was returning home as the process was over and asked about the situation and everything. The land's owner said she wouldn't come as she didn't want to relive memories of burying her 3 cats. Tina was 15 human years.

My back hurt just from standing there today, as usual I had something like fibromyalgia that's non-stop. One man with some mental/cognitive issues works at the nearest convenience store. I couldn't stand there physically, let alone work with my anxiety. Touch some grass, they say. Even simply sitting outside (I sat on the decorative tire element while my father was digging) bring nothing but tears. As I felt it like in the past. Without even the cat's demise which was additional stuff. Obviously, it's great that she's not in pain. While we were waiting for my father with his shovel, my mother notified me about a cat watching from the window at the second floor. It disappeared later from sight.

Before the vet's visit, I petted her. Also did it when she again started going in circles in the corridor. It calmed her. Her grave is to the left from my room, though it's visible better from the other rooms.

>>302311
>Without even the cat's demise which was additional stuff.
Additional here doesn't mean secondary.

Convenience store part was about fear that work would mean physical pain.

When she dod her deeds in the toilet, she would meow to the parents to dispose of it. During her last days the light was on upon mother's request except for one night when it was turned off for some reason. Turned on to make her more comfortable and less lonely when she was alone at night in the room where she would later had the above-mentioned health episode. One day I spent portion of a night in that room with her lying under the armchair. I was in my tablet as the parents' snore became even more unbearable.

In the past, she would intervene my TV watching and image checking on my tablet in order to pet her, sometimes hitting me softly to pet her more. Didn't like to be where she didn't like to be. In her last days, she was passive. Although changing places and petting, rubbing her belly would calm her down. My grandmother during her visits would wonder that nearly before my father's arrival or in the mere seconds before the key would be in the lock, she would be at the door. Sometimes, she would go to her previous home located nearby when she was outside. Wonder what she felt.

>>302315
*11 am. Not pm.

>>302311
>she started her attempts to duck her head under the coach where the crevice is. Once only her legs were in the air so I pulled her in. Next time she dived there almost completely so I had to open the couch and slightly fell while making a turn on her back.

Cats know when their death is near and they will seek out a secluded, quiet, enclosed place to die. Then know when humans are near death too and will treat the human differently.

>>302193
thanks

>>302327
>>302327
kekw

ass

I WISH (like, making a literal Wish Ritual here) I had a tibetan mastiff as legally designated therapeutical\companion animal

>>302438
That would be a nightmare for anyone but you, unless you live in buttfuck nowhere.